Lyric

If no eyes were there to read, would you write?

If love was gone, would you chase the light?

If we were beyond the labels of "he" or "she"

Would you still be searching, searching for me?

There’s a void in life, a missing piece

A quiet ache that finds no release

Does a man born blind, in his darkest night

Ever truly long for a flash of crimson light?

Why watch a cat, why watch a crow

To learn the things we’re dying to know?

If no hormones raced through the veins in our head

Would "love" be a word that was never even said?

Does the scar of the heart stay deep inside?

In what secret place does the longing hide?

And the script of fate, with its heavy hand

In what ancient tongue was our story planned?

If I crossed through the halls of another man's dream

Would I find the "me" that’s lost in the stream?

From a stray on the street or a bird in the sky

Can you learn how to live before you must die?

Even if the chemistry faded to gray

Would love find a way to make us stay?

Is the pain in the heart just a physical thing?

In which corner of the soul does the longing sing?

Blood and hormones

Or something more?

The cat just watches

While we search for the door