Little white horses on carousels and quicksand Am I one of you, or one of them? Television dulls my senses and reactions I can't seem to find my way againStranger that I call joy is who you are when I'm too far down When there's so many inside voices calling Where do I, where do I run right nowBe my eyes, be my eyes Be my eyes, be my eyes When I can't see Be my eyes, be my eyes Be my eyes, be my eyes When I can't seeI can get caught up on little things and missteps You would build a ground beneath my feet When I get lost I'm out of my mind, too in my head You're the camera to focus meStranger that I call joy is who you are when I'm too far down When there's so many inside voices calling Where do I, where do I run right nowBe my eyes, be my eyes Be my eyes, be my eyes When I can't see Be my eyes, be my eyes Be my eyes, be my eyes When I can't seeBe my eyes, be my eyes Be my eyes, be my eyes When I can't see Be my eyes, be my eyes Be my eyes, be my eyes When I can't seeBe my eyes, be my eyes Be my eyes, be my eyes When I can't see Be my eyes, be my eyes Be my eyes, be my eyes When I can't seeBe my eyes, be my eyes Be my eyes, be my eyes When I can't see
