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I saw you in a restaurant
As happy as can be
You were a vision of tranquility
I wished that it were me
So I designed a postcard
To send out to my friends
It has a photograph of you
And it said, "Happy. The End."
And I might ruin my life
If I rely on these hands and eyes
But cells divide
And tonight, tonight
I'm alive
I wish I was transparent so
My organs could be viewed
Then you would see what my pale skin conceals
Blood pumping through my veins
But I know that it's impossible
To prove myself that way
It's just a dream I have
A plan that will never see
The light of day
And I might ruin my life
If I rely on these hands and eyes
But cells divide
And tonight, tonight
I'm alive
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