I lived my life alone before you
And with those I never succeeded to love
I grew so accustomed to that solitude
I fought you; I didn’t know how to give it up
Before you had I ever known love
Or had I only known misuse
Of the power another had over me
I crossed the country and I carried no key
Couldn’t I look up at the stars from anywhere
And sometimes I did, I felt ancient
But still I sought peace and it never came to me
They often spoke as though I’d been set free
But I traveled only in service of my dreams
I stood before them all; I was a sleepwalker
Couldn’t hold my misery down, not even for you
It bore me on all the places I ever gone
I grew so accustomed to that kind of solitude
But I long for you now even when you just leave the room
Of all the roads in the cities that I passed through
Of all of the eyes that I searched inside
The one sense of permanence I felt was mine, only beneath your gaze