3 Libras
Threw you the obviousAnd you flew with it on your backA name in your recollectionDown among a million, say:Difficult enough to feel a little bitDisappointed, passed over.When I’ve looked right through,To see you naked and obliviousand you don’t see me
Well I threw you the obvious,Just to see if there’s more behind theEyes of a fallen angel,Eyes of a tragedy.
Here I am expecting just a little bitToo much from the woundedBut I see,See through it all,See through,And see you.
So I threw you the obviousDo you see what occurs behind theEyes of a fallen angelEyes of a tragedy
Well, oh well..
Apparently nothing.Apparently nothing at all.
You don’tYou don’tYou don’t see meYou don’tYou don’tYou don’t see meYou don’tYou don’tYou don’t see meYou don’tYou don’tYou don’t see me at all
