Chris Zurich nothing around me

Nothing around me’s the same
Nothing around me’s the same
it’s all in my head, this misunderstanding
Nothing around me’s the same
But now I can’t tell, if you’re smiling or grinning
the fine line between them is silent suspicion
This time, I don’t know
This time, I don’t know
it’s one way to peace, but silence is slow
This time, I don’t know
Looking back on what used to be
entertainment just you and me
the bottles we’d break
to make eyes with a stranger
entertainment just you and me
but I wanted you here, to play this beside me
but you let those fools come on in here and take
your place