作词 : Kirkwood
Try to hold it but it vanishes from my hands
Try to swim in it, 
I wind up on cold sand
Try to cut it but 
I cannot make the knife go
Try running but my legs are moving too slow
So I wait for the wind, burn my head again
A million dollars doesn't buy you much of anything'
Cause nothing you can feel good really stays
So I wait for the wind and burn my head again
And I won't feel the rocks when 
I'm diving in
It's like 
I tell, it won't be so
I'll see it, 
I'll see it
These eyes are really made of stone
I don't see it, 
I don't see it
Makes me dizzy but 
I always like a good spin
Think I'm treading in the puddle that 
I'm standing in
So I wait for the wind, burn my head again
It's like 
I tell, It won't be so
I'll see it, 
I'll see it
These eyes are really made of stone
I don't see it, 
I don't see it
It's like 
I tell, It won't be so
I'll see it, 
I'll see it
These eyes are really made of stone
I don't see it, 
I don't see it
It's like 
I tell, It won't be so
I'll see it, 
I'll see it
These eyes are really made of stone
I don't see it, 
I don't see it