You think you know me pretty well,
but how can you tell
You’ll never get inside my head.
The times we talk, we never speak.
We play hide and seek,
so many things are left unsaid.

Why can't you see what's on the
other side of me,
the side of me that
reaches out to you?
Sweet thoughts and dreams,
like drops of rain on rippling streams
that wind and bend, rivers with no end
flowing on the other side of me.

It seems I always get unstrung,
I trip on my tongue
with words that come
out something else.
I'm so afraid the things I say
might chase you away,
I have to hide behind myself.

Why can't you see what's
on the other side of me,
the side of me that
reaches out to you?
Don't let me hide these
feelings that have been denied,
only you can set me free,
see what's on the other side of me.

Why can't you see what's
on the other side of me,
the side of me that
reaches out to you?
don't let me hide these
feelings that have been denied,
only you can set me free,
see what's on the other side of me.

Why can't you see what's
on the other side,
the side of me that
reaches out to you.