M E - E Y E O F T H E B E H O L D E R

I'm not trying to ignore you
my heart died long ago but for who
ice cold I don't want to be
can you help me to find me

I claim that I can see
the beauty is in the eye of the beholder
I need help to find me
cuz I'll keep on geting older
still not sure if I am free
with the time I feel much colder
I beg life to let me be
the one who's ready to get closer