buffalo tom
see to me
It's a cold northern rain Two degrees abov I'm standing outside the chinese With a glow lamp to light my way  See to me now There's no manual to show you how But there's reams of scrapbooks in my basement And a spiral staircase down  So pour it out It's just a fairytale You can't even trust yourself You've got to mark your trail  Yeah, people from our past Their appeal just don't last Write them off for dead and then You've realized they've died too fast  I'm supposed to be a rock But I could not bear the shock All a wreck at the airport My nerves are all I got  So pour it out It's just a fairytale You can't convince yourself That you're on the right trail  You see through My eyes But you'll never see through me  But I wish you all the best That I must confess I did not think I passed or failed But it should not be a test  So pour it out It's just a fairytale You don't even hear yourself You're just whistling down the trail  You can see through me  You can see through me