It is not that I don't want the things to change. It is 
just that it seems so far out of range. How could I cope 
with this when I can't handle me? There's only so much 
you can see. The wall's back up again, for us no way to 
live. So much for you to take while I can't really give. 
There's that look again; confusion crossed with grief and 
I can't help feeling like a thief. And I try hard to make 
the world go round again. To get as far away as I 
possibly can. And when it's here again to claim another 
day I just look the other way. I would apologize but 
words don't mean a thing. Take a look into my eyes, just 
maybe you will see the other person inside of me. And I 
try hard to make the world go round again. To get as far 
away as I possibly can. And when it's here again to claim 
another day I just turn the other way. And when it's here 
again to claim another day I just turn and walk away.