laboriel jr./lang tell me of the things you feel of the visions inside your head surely your symphony could be playing with me instead can't you see me standing here hoping for the depths of blindness for the world to see why this synthesis whenever you are near truth is delirious in love's great atmosphere can't you see us standing here just hoping for the depths of blindness for the world to see what better said what better heard melt my heart with just one word what better said what better heard say this love is so observed