I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has past
Oh, God it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

How do you feel?

That is the question

But I forget

You don't expect an easy answer

When something like a soul
 [bad word] initialized

And folded up like paper dolls and little notes

You can't expect the bitter folks

And while your outside looking in

Describing what you see

Remember what your staring at is me

Cause' I'm looking at you through the glass

Don't know how much time has past

All I know is that it feels like forever

And no one ever tells you

That forever feels like home

Sitting all alone inside your head