And I feel as if I'm going insane. My body is numb, and my vision is blurred... But as I talk to you, I feel as if I'm being cured. Before you know it, I'm happy and joyous, and singing a song. But as always this doesn't last for very long. We run out of things to say, and as fast it came, it's sure to go. Every second of muteness is wasted by a period of thoughts unspoken. ...Thoughts unspoken, we both know something is being left unsaid. & until they come out, I will never know, how you feel about me, and if the way I feel about you is true.