I'm looking through you, where did you go I thought I knew you, what did I know You don't look different, but you have changed I'm looking through you, you're not the same
Your lips are moving, I cannot hear Your voice is soothing, but the words aren't clear You don't sound different, I've learned the game. I'm looking through you, you're not the same
Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right? Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight
You're thinking of me, the same old way You were above me, but not today The only difference is you're down there I'm looking through you, and you're nowhere
Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right? Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight
I'm looking through you, where did you go I thought I knew you, what did I know You don't look different, but you have changed I'm looking through you, you're not the same
Yeah! Oh baby you changed! Aah! I'm looking through you! Yeah! I'm looking through you! You changed, you changed, you changed!
Wow. Very good! Cutter reaches back an impressive forty-four years to come up with the perfect LB-to-WA song! Least that's my take. Don't know if you were looking at it in different context. Especially since I'm trying to do some overdue catching up without reading back days and days and days.
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac
