In the eyes of another, I am seen as much more.
In the eyes of my lover, I seen as a hero.
In the arms of another, I'll never be a zero.
In the arms of my lover, I'll never be alone.
In the ears of another, I'll tell my story of my home.
In the ears of my lover, I'll hope I'm not a bother.
In the heart of another, I hope I stand strong.
In the heart of my lover, who knows there may never be another.
From their head to their toes, they both really know the man behind the mask.
The man their brain tries to wrap it'self around, as they both watch him nose dive towards the ground.
After the end in their minds they will remember me as a man, who did the best whenever he can.
I just, wonder which hand..