I spy with my eye pastries and good stuff Why can't you just see these things my way? I judge from the clouds there'll be a cold night Hide after the smile taking the rain Did I ever say how pretty you're in true love? If I left you, would you crumble or stand tall? If I ever made you suffer and I really disappeared Then I really failed to catch you when you fell. I spy with my heart a sourness of faith that glows Why can't you just see these things my way? Love, fill me with love, the only good thing I reach for the word concealed in prayer Did I ever fight for truth just like I should do? Did I ever set my courage really high? Did I ever say I'm sorry that I left you once again? For the odds and ends of ego's muffled sighs... If I tell you I'm the insane to be scared of If the essence is so shallow and so strange And if beauty ever saved a soul from reduction and decay, Is the beauty the only reason for a change? Will this ever bring the feeling that I care? Will my true love beat the sweetest kiss of death?