Pretence

Hiding your eyes You were here for me Hiding your eyes You were here for me I gladly fall for such colorful Trickery As, beyond ice and night and Misery And within it a warm Hearted soul My only success lies in pretence Hiding your eyes Hiding your eyes You were here for me Hiding your eyes You were here for me My heart Sees in the sky Its own Painted portrait My heart Sees in the sky Its own Painted portrait How the storm has torn The grey mantle of heaven The wisps of cloud flutter About jostling feebly I reckon this a morning To match my frame of mind There is nothing There is nothing A friendly light dances in front of me There is nothing There is nothing but winter I follow it high and low I follow it As it lures The traveler onward Anybody as wretched as I My heart Sees in the sky Its own Painted portrait My heart Sees in the sky Its own Painted portrait