A thousand eyes with a single focus
A thousand critics with pens in hand
A mask of palms ducking unseen flashbulbs
The weight of fingers won’t let me stand

Chorus:
Lost in shades of blue, I’m tearing
Look away, no, look at me
You can tell me anything you want but all I know
All I know is what I see

Running circles and breaking glasses
As I try to stop the falling sand
Pushing harder and drifting backwards
Just a glove on someone else’s hand

Chorus

Chorus

All I know