In The Quiet (Vedera)

do you see my eyes losing interest, wandering about someone always seems to take your place can lighting strike the same place twice in my heart as it does when you speak i need that fire to burn in me tell me, will it be disguising plans i've made before learning what i was made for desire is trampled by my faults but somehow, in the quiet you make sense will you fall on me like you did before oh, you've watched me in my youth when i thought you didn't need to you knew best