Only I see what I see
Only I feel what I feel
Only I can say what is pretend and what is real, to me

You think what you think
You say what you say
But it is all just noise anyway, to me

What gets under my skin
Does not matter to most
Do you believe in spirits and ghosts, like me?

What brings tears to my eyes
Can hit in a moment’s breath
Do you believe in life after death, like me

What sends chills down my spine
May not happen to you
The moment when old is struck by something new, to me

What fills me with sadness
Floats softly through the sky
It returns for a moment and whispers good bye, to me

It doesn’t matter
It doesn’t matter
It doesn’t matter, to me
No nothing really matters, to me