Little white horses on carousels and quicksand
Am I one of you, or one of them?
Television dulls my senses and reactions
I can't seem to find my way again
Stranger that I call joy is who you are when I'm too far down
When there's so many inside voices calling
Where do I, where do I run right now
Be my eyes, be my eyes
Be my eyes, be my eyes
When I can't see
Be my eyes, be my eyes
Be my eyes, be my eyes
When I can't see
I can get caught up on little things and missteps
You rebuild the ground beneath my feet
When I get lost I'm out of my mind, too in my head
You're the camera to refocus me
Stranger that I call joy is who you are when I'm too far down
When there's so many inside voices calling
Where do I, where do I run right now
Be my eyes, be my eyes
Be my eyes, be my eyes
When I can't see
Be my eyes, be my eyes
Be my eyes, be my eyes
When I can't see
Be my eyes, be my eyes
Be my eyes, be my eyes
When I can't see
Be my eyes, be my eyes
Be my eyes, be my eyes
When I can't see
Be my eyes, be my eyes
Be my eyes, be my eyes
When I can't see
Be my eyes, be my eyes
Be my eyes, be my eyes
When I can't see
Be my eyes, be my eyes
Be my eyes, be my eyes
When I can't see
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