You turn your eyes into mine And I can see my cold reflection, Smiling as if everything was faltering. I could touch your skin so softly, as The breath of winter calls me 'innocent.' I hear you laughing... I hear you crying... As I watch your lips are moving, Saying words that bring me closer. If I shut my ears I hear them, Echoing as if they were inside my head. I hear you laughing... I hear you crying... I don't care about what they said, All I want is to do is hold your hand, See this through to the very end, Never count the hours we've spent As innocent. If I smile, I weep inside... If I laugh, I'm really frowning...