The View From Here And

There isn't much to see
If you're trying to look at me
And I'm sick of the reasons why
I didn't look
And I didn't try

And what do you want me to say
I didn't dare
And I didn't die
What do you want me to say
I didn't change
And I didn't lie

Oh honey, it was you
Who's looking at me
But I'll tell you now
There's not that much to see

And on the way here
I drowned in a ocean of tears
And on the way here
I burned in a wildfire of fears
And what do you want me to say
To give absolution
And tidy it all away

Well honey, it was you
Who was looking my way