Why pretend to be happy? Try see that you don't need to be. All emotions seperately are equal. Letting it bring you down as you go on. Longing for one feeling way over another. It's the resistance that stings you. Don't you know you're the apple of my eye. Don't you know you're the apple of my eye. Don't you know you're the apple of my eye. Don't you know. You're the one that waits for me. I can barely answer all your questions. I'm still figuring out what is up with me. Leave it up to me, just let me be. Freely feeling all of them as they come dearly. Leave your ego behind and just see; The non-mirrored image of me. Don't you know you're the apple of my eye. Don't you know you're the apple of my eye. Don't you know you're the apple of my eye. Don't you know. Don't you know you're the apple of my eye. Don't you know you're the apple of my eye. Don't you know you're the apple of my eye. Don't you know. You're the one that waits for me