Open your eyes, my old friend,
open your eyes and look at the world again.
I hope when you look you'll finally see,
what has become
of you and me.

Open your eyes,
and look right here,
see my sorrow, see my despair-
look in the past, quietly fair.
See where we once talked?
Where we once walked?
Where you listened to me and I listened to you?

But now I feel as if you've forgotten-
as if somehow you don't hear,
cause you've left me alone,
like I'm talking to air.

You talk, I listen.
I talk, you ignore.
My patience is wasting,
I'm sorry I'm there less,
but it's hard to be there for you.
when you are not there for me.

Some days I see you open your eyes,
I see you listen to me.
Those days I think it's over, all fixed;
Until the next time that you can't see.

Open your eyes, my dear friend,
open your eyes and see me again.
I'm different now, why can't you see?
You're no longer you,
and I'm no longer me.
I put up with less-
you seem to ignore,
I don't know if
I can deal anymore.

Open your eyes, my past friend.
Open your eyes, and you won't see me again.
I'll never quite move on
because there's a part of me,
wishing you were still you,
and I was still me.