Sometimes I feel I will never leave this fair Because of the way the sun And these shadows play But attraction has no room in here People pass me everyday - all our faces! We look at each other Then go our separate ways. And do you know When I'm surrounded by all these people That's when I miss you the most The sea of faces is only pulling me deeper I look for you, but realize I'm lost. And I move from place to place As a kid I could actually see the air I look up suddenly amazed: 'Cause they're laughing And waving to me down here! So I take a bow and I feel quite free 'Cause this is my day, and I'm still me. And do you know The times I feel that life is the best Are probably the times That I miss you the most I could bring out the beautiful And cut out the rest But without my sadness, I fear I'd be lost. And I'm probably an onion I could only hope to be a rose But the layers of them Both define me I suppose Oh, and it's so easy to be a rose with you Do you know how much you Sometimes still pass through My soul, in the moment of alternative truth With every cell searching for you: The moment I fall asleep All I know is: I used to dream in peace. And do you know The time I spend in this silence That's when I miss you the most And do you know how I find my inheritance? You see, all my angels All my angels turned out to be ghosts.