Open Your Eyes

This is a continuation
A responsive message, if you will...
I love you
And you know that
But you forget it so fast that I wonder
Where to go
Let's state the facts
The truth is, we're not honest
I'll ask you how the summer swing is swaying
And you'll just nod your head and say,
"It's fine"
Or
"It's swingin' the same it was last year"
But I know...I know that's not true
Don't feel you're being picked on
I'm to blame too
Acting as if nothing's wrong
Like the grass is still green
And the skies are still blue
Didn't anyone ever tell you
Otherwise?

But it's deep inside green-envy eyes
Where every frustration and secret lies
I'm not the fool
And yet...neither are you.