Everyone tells me how beautiful you are
And what a lucky man I am
Although they all can see the way you look at me
They couldn’t see it like I can

Chorus:
If they could see you through my eyes
They’d know where the real beauty lies
Deep inside your hearth
Who you really are
If they could see you through my eyes

Only I have to do is gently touch your face
Baby I can tell so much
Although I’ll never see the way you look at me
I know I’m the lucky one

Chronicles of an Insomniac: part two

It's come back
Unable to sleep
Random thoughts haunting
Or maybe none at all



Thinking of something
Perhaps something
It's a dilemma
It's a heartache



Still unable to sleep
Stressed over something
Stressed over something
But unable to put a source



5am and still kicking
Health deteriorating every second
Misery prolonged and returned
Perhaps help is needed



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