the icehouse

she sings sometimes so quietly i seldom hear her words she cries sometimes so painfully she can't hide her tears...

i'm looking for something it's hiding so well picking up the pieces you know i can tell i think i...

i've found that love is such a strange emotion leaving me lost and found in the in between they both...

just because or if questions living in my mind picking me up to watch me fall no that wouldn't be...

maybe it's me and i don't understand all that's happening behind those eyes maybe you see and i don't understand...