Testo Stained Glass

From behind a stained glass window, a colorful blur is all that I see. A shtatered view of the world, a shattered view of me. The truth is hidden by shadows, my ideas are not complete, facts are lost to feeling. Time trips and slides, but I´m not dreaming. Maybe that´s why I got the wrong impression of you. Maybe that´s why I got the wrong impression of you.