Is that understanding in your eyes,
or is it just the sunlight telling lies?
You're seeing me as I am,
for the first time.
Maybe you understand.
But maybe not;
I could be wrong.
Tell me what you're thinking,
and I'll tell you all I feel.
I want you to know me,
but only if you crave to.
I need to know this is for real,
and not just another empty promise.
I don't think I can take another lie,
and I really need you to try.
I know understanding takes time,
but how long have I been waiting?
It's hard, I know… but I need…
I need you to look me in the eye
and finally say you understand.