Lyrics:
There floats our conversationLike clouds in our mindsWe leave an open invitationTo this world we've deniedIf I turn aroundWould that be my faultIf I turn aroundWould that be my lossFeel the raindrops of impressionStinging from aboveWhat the price of this confusionWe have yet to speak ofOut of sight beyond confusionStill I'm here defining my own truthParanoia by conclusionWhat's the point if I am still missing you