there's something about his eyes
everytime i look into them they sparkle
and each time i catch his gaze
its like i am waking up from years of being
U N C O N S C I O U S
like each time he puts his hand in mine
im finally waking up out of a coma
finally seeing what the world is like when your
C O N S C I O U S
finally seeing that the pain the anguish the disaster
that you had been putting yourself through
was only a dream you watched pass your eyes while
U N C O N S C I O U S
but when you finally come too
you are able to realize that here in the real world
you are only happy when you are
C O N S C I O U S