Standing on the edge of reason
leaning toward the unfamiliar
will this be another season
a fading dream that slowly wither away
in my mind i can see this feeling of bliss
runaway from things i wont miss
drawn to only what could be
never really knowing what you mean to me
what you mean to me
no matter how close no one really knows
the fire that grows
if i could only show you something real this time
despite of all this emptiness i feel inside
cause all i ask of you this time
is look beyond the things i said that didn't shine
and try to understand the shades of gray and all of my mistakes
and tell their man to call us up a better time,
its blind sometimes
what gets me through the days
yeah...
surrounded by a sea of faces
looking for a place in history
the arrogance of being famous
i try to rid myself of vanity
finding out too many secrets
loosing all the joy of mystery
hanging on to broken pieces
never really knowing what they mean to me
who i want to be
no matter how close no one really knows
the fire that grows
if i could only show you something real this time
despite of all this emptiness i feel inside
cause all i ask of you this time
is look beyond the things i said that didn't shine
and try to understand the shades of gray and all of my mistakes
and tell their man to call us up a better time,
its blind sometimes
what gets me through the days
on and on it goes
will i ever really know
what it means to give another all the things that I've been holding to myself
to myself....
no matter how close no one really knows
the fire that grows
if i could only show you something real this time
despite of all this emptiness i feel inside
cause all i ask of you this time
is look beyond the things i said that didn't shine
and try to understand the shades of gray and all of my mistakes
and tell their man to call us up a better time,
its blind sometimes
what gets me through the days
leaning toward the unfamiliar
will this be another season
a fading dream that slowly wither away
in my mind i can see this feeling of bliss
runaway from things i wont miss
drawn to only what could be
never really knowing what you mean to me
what you mean to me
no matter how close no one really knows
the fire that grows
if i could only show you something real this time
despite of all this emptiness i feel inside
cause all i ask of you this time
is look beyond the things i said that didn't shine
and try to understand the shades of gray and all of my mistakes
and tell their man to call us up a better time,
its blind sometimes
what gets me through the days
yeah...
surrounded by a sea of faces
looking for a place in history
the arrogance of being famous
i try to rid myself of vanity
finding out too many secrets
loosing all the joy of mystery
hanging on to broken pieces
never really knowing what they mean to me
who i want to be
no matter how close no one really knows
the fire that grows
if i could only show you something real this time
despite of all this emptiness i feel inside
cause all i ask of you this time
is look beyond the things i said that didn't shine
and try to understand the shades of gray and all of my mistakes
and tell their man to call us up a better time,
its blind sometimes
what gets me through the days
on and on it goes
will i ever really know
what it means to give another all the things that I've been holding to myself
to myself....
no matter how close no one really knows
the fire that grows
if i could only show you something real this time
despite of all this emptiness i feel inside
cause all i ask of you this time
is look beyond the things i said that didn't shine
and try to understand the shades of gray and all of my mistakes
and tell their man to call us up a better time,
its blind sometimes
what gets me through the days