Blinded

Blinded by sight
Blinded by vision
Blinded by touch
Is that all you think there
Is this what you want?
Is this what you needed?
A body of warmth, borrowed for comfort
And pushed to the side
Used for a feeling
Used for the night
Abandoned for reasons that you'd rather hide
Afraid to reveal them to even yourself
What are you running from?

Late that night, your eyes were burning
Left inside, a wound still open
Close your eyes, you feel that yearning
Trust subsides, you've lost that feeling

Money's never gone
You have to want it
Some things you never lose
You have to find them
Somewhere along the way
You paint the picture
And if you wanna hear yourself
You have to try then

Blinded by sight
Blinded by vision
Is this what you want?
Is this what you needed?
Pushed to the side
Used for a feeling
Used for the night
Abandoned for reasons that you'd rather hide
Afraid to reveal them
And what is it worth?
It keeps you from asking the question inside
What are you running from?
Late that night, your eyes were burning
Left inside, a wound still open
Close your eyes, you feel that yearning
Trust subsides, you've lost that feeling
Late that night, your eyes were burning
Trust subsides, you've lost that feeling