I was looking for you
Now I'm looking at you
When I come home at night
I look into the hallway mirror
and I'm looking at you
I can't escape your face
I see reflections in the water,
and I'm looking at you
But still I try
to get by
and I know I'll die
Looking at you
There is a hollow in the bed
Where you lie, slept, I took a picture
Are you laughing at me?
I scratched your records, dear
and threw them in the nearest river
Are you laughing at me?
Still I try
to get by
and I know I'll die
looking at you
Now I hear laughter
and no more pain inside
But sometimes I wonder,
whose blind eye's gazing at you?
If fame and fortune come,
I'll be looking forward to the future
And I'll be waiting for you
Somewhere a dizzy blonde
is staring into her cold coffee,
and she's looking at you
Still I try
to get by
and I know I'll die
looking at you
Still I try
to put you out of mind
but I know I'll die
looking at you
Now I'm looking at you
When I come home at night
I look into the hallway mirror
and I'm looking at you
I can't escape your face
I see reflections in the water,
and I'm looking at you
But still I try
to get by
and I know I'll die
Looking at you
There is a hollow in the bed
Where you lie, slept, I took a picture
Are you laughing at me?
I scratched your records, dear
and threw them in the nearest river
Are you laughing at me?
Still I try
to get by
and I know I'll die
looking at you
Now I hear laughter
and no more pain inside
But sometimes I wonder,
whose blind eye's gazing at you?
If fame and fortune come,
I'll be looking forward to the future
And I'll be waiting for you
Somewhere a dizzy blonde
is staring into her cold coffee,
and she's looking at you
Still I try
to get by
and I know I'll die
looking at you
Still I try
to put you out of mind
but I know I'll die
looking at you
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