Standing on the edge of reason   leaning toward the unfamiliar   will this be another season    a fading dream that slowly wither away      in my mind i can see this feeling of bliss   runaway from things i wont miss   drawn to only what could be   never really knowing what you mean to me   what you mean to me      no matter how close no one really knows   the fire that grows   if i could only show you something real this time   despite of all this emptiness i feel inside   cause all i ask of you this time   is look beyond the things i said that didn’t shine   and try to understand the shades of gray and all of my mistakes   and tell their man to call us up a better time,    its blind sometimes    what gets me through the days         yeah...      surrounded by a sea of faces   looking for a place in history   the arrogance of being famous   i try to rid myself of vanity   finding out too many secrets   loosing all the joy of mystery   hanging on to broken pieces   never really knowing what they mean to me   who i want to be      no matter how close no one really knows   the fire that grows   if i could only show you something real this time   despite of all this emptiness i feel inside   cause all i ask of you this time   is look beyond the things i said that didn’t shine   and try to understand the shades of gray and all of my mistakes   and tell their man to call us up a better time,    its blind sometimes    what gets me through the days      on and on it goes   will i ever really know   what it means to give another all the things that I’ve been holding to myself   to myself....      no matter how close no one really knows   the fire that grows   if i could only show you something real this time   despite of all this emptiness i feel inside   cause all i ask of you this time   is look beyond the things i said that didn’t shine   and try to understand the shades of gray and all of my mistakes   and tell their man to call us up a better time,    its blind sometimes    what gets me through the days