| I see you | |
| Under there behind your hair | |
| Everywhere, I see you | |
| I see you | |
| Turned on eyes can't tell lies | |
| Empathize, I see you | |
| Warm sliding sun through the cave of your hair | |
| Wind washing fields kind of space living there | |
| I see you | |
| I know you | |
| Met before, seventh floor | |
| First world war, I know you | |
| Who lives there? | |
| Tell old fair I'm aware | |
| That she cares, who lives there? | |
| Green specks bright spiraling out in the sky | |
| Catch my mind, turn my head, have to look, don't know why? | |
| Who lives there? | |
| We thought how | |
| For a while they just smile | |
| Just a silent thought | |
| I see you | |
| Sun is there behind your hair | |
| Everywhere, I see you | |
| I see you |