Here is the problem: The way I see you is
Colored by all of the things we've been through.
Here is the problem: The way you see me is
All about the things that you think I did to you.
That's how a problem of perspective seems to work;
Gets in the way of love. We think we've been hurt,
We say we've had enough, we lose the will to trust.
That's what a problem of perspective does to us.
Love keeps no score of wrongs, they tell me, but my
Eyes won't open and my heart won't let go.
I make assumptions, despite the things I see, I...
I deny the evidence, I trust what I think I know.
That's how a problem of perspective seems to work;
Gets in the way of love. We think we've been hurt,
We say we've had enough, we lose the will to trust.
That's what a problem of perspective does to us.
At least two sides to every story.
At least one truth for every lie.
The optimist afraid to disbelieve,
The pessimist afraid to try.
That's how a problem of perspective seems to work;
Gets in the way of love. We think we've been hurt,
We say we've had enough, we lose the will to trust.
That's what a problem of perspective does to us.