i know i will always be that man on the outside looking in. and i know i will always be stuck behind open doorways. and i know i will be that boy looking through your window. and i know i will never get a chance to be on the other side of the glass. oh how i wish i could be a tear that falls from your cheek. born in your eye, live on your face, die on your lips. i walk these streets so late at night, praying or pretending that you're in my arms. in my dreams your lips touch mine. but that's not reality. and i know i will never taste your breath as it tastes mine.. oh how i wish i could be a tear that falls from your cheek. born in your eye, live on your face, die on your lips.