I was wearing blinders to stave off the reminders   Of your image   Never contemplating the incinerating   Of my image   The rites of spring had no meaning   In my brain   And I could cling icicle-ing   Just the same      And all the time you saw me   You could not thaw me      Chorus   And now you've made blind eyes open   Sunlight streams in   Everything's clear as crystal   Enlightenment      Like a frozen snowfield I could never reveal   My true colors   I would never listen to all that I was missing   With the others   You stepped into my field of view   And triggerd   My cupid snare who would have dared   To figure      That all the time you saw me   You could not thaw me      Chorus      I curse my warped perspective   Just when I least expected   The tables turned, the candles burn   At both ends, and my nerve ends send   Sensational headlines to my brain