2. Blind

From me

slipped a little white lie

it lasted all the while but now

I have to face the things I've said

I have to face the things I left undone

So I've come

to say goodbye or say I'm sorry

I'm not sure anymore

I have to face the facts

I shiver and I shake

I'm not relaxed

I would say I was drifting,

drifting away

Drifting, if I didn't know myself

I'd say I've been playing with things

I never tried to understand

Always trying to be blind

there's no sense at all

Always trying to deny

there's no sense at all