E            Abm   C#m
I thought that I was framed
B         A
Front and center,
        E       Abm      C#m
But I'm distant and your depth
   B        A
Of field is shallow.

F#m       Abm
Low light turn to night
    A          E
And all can be ignored.
F#m            Ab
Blind eyes, preoccupied
         A                     C#m
With the surface more than the core.
E    A
Low, Low.
E    F#m   E
Low, Low.
          E       Abm
Though my lens is cracked,
      C#m      B        A
Right down the center I saw you
            E         Abm
And through shattered light,
     C#m    B        A
Your beauty remained flawless.

F#m       Abm
Low light turn to night
A              E
And all can be ignored.
F#m            Ab
Blind eyes, preoccupied
         A                     C#m
With the surface more than the core.
E    A
Low, low.
E    F#m  E
Low, low.