"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 learnt 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 habbit of dissapearing over night."