I lived my life alone before you And with those I never succeeded to love I grew so accustomed to that solitude I fought you; I didn’t know how to give it up Before you had I ever known love Or had I only known misuse Of the power another had over me I crossed the country and I carried no key Couldn’t I look up at the stars from anywhere And sometimes I did, I felt ancient But still I sought peace and it never came to me They often spoke as though I’d been set free But I traveled only in service of my dreams I stood before them all; I was a sleepwalker Couldn’t hold my misery down, not even for you It bore me on all the places I ever gone I grew so accustomed to that kind of solitude But I long for you now even when you just leave the room Of all the roads in the cities that I passed through Of all of the eyes that I searched inside The one sense of permanence I felt was mine, only beneath your gaze