Everyone is you
and no one is you
On the outside they’re different
On the inside they’re new

They’re too unfamiliar
They don’t know my name
They don’t know my song
They don’t know my pain

They don’t speak my language
so I can’t tell them why
And I can’t make them see
how I laugh or how I cry

And I want to be seen
both without and within
And I want to be touched
Feel their hands on my skin

But I look at their hands
and their skin and their pores
And I can’t help but know
that their hands are not yours

And I wonder how long
before I can embrace
Another’s eyes on my eyes
Another’s eyes on my face

Will a time ever come
when I’ll find someone new?
When I don’t look at them
and see only you?