Look what you've done

Took the beauty from the night
Just when it was shining most bright

Take the grace from the sun
and there you are shining as everyone's smiling
Yes, you've come

There's a whisper in the crowd
And there’s a quiet confirmation unheard
You can see they’re coming
for you, eyes wide open

Like they never had the rights to fantasize,
you’ve sized their expectations
hypocrites, all of them are burning
with aspirations …

Look what you've done

I was waiting in the crowd
waiting for the resounding
applause to shroud

You’re quiet as you hear them
say, all the dreams break
out and its still day

And though it never rained
Under wet clouds
I was hoping they'd sprout,
so you'd know what has become

Look what you've done

When I wouldn't know what to say,
say I can count on you to hear,
to know what I meant when I was
never able to say

All along
I was salvaging silent reverberations

Give me back my point of view,
one that I lost when,
when you turned up as you

I can hardly say what you should
choose or what I could have done
Yet it seems like so much fun,
knowing you and living the seasons in the sun

I wasn’t living for anything or anyone
Nor was I ever riddled into
this conundrum

This is right where you started to run

Look what you've done . . .

Like a pearl you just slip out
and the ocean is all glum

When night won't let go of the day
there'd still be those waiting,
holding to a hope someway

Knowing, lurking behind this is you
Holding the answers to this problem
riddling away to hearty fun

Making way on
the stairway to heaven
Ah! Sweet Mystery of Life

Look what you've done!

And there's no one oblivious,
no one who's unaware
of what you've become

There nothing for you
to prove except that living is so
much fun ...

Angels I’ve heard are on a high

Look they're all
dancing in the rain
and swimming in the sun

No one's hiding from the wind
Living seems like so much fun

Look what you've done

And it seems like the years have run
and the moments uncharted
would never get heard

I am trying to hide
from the crowd you've
build around outside
and all they know is what you've become
while you're trying to come undone

Just look at what you've done

I can hardly hear you say
What should I do, well you choose
Life, like an hourglass is slipping away

If I get it all down on paper,
it, like you would no longer be all sacred
inside of me...

These words may not be special,
not songs everyone can use
yet you know
they are how you and I become

Oh! its mellow outside and
I can see you're climbing up
the sun but while there,
just look down beneath

My composition is incomplete
and you're flight has just begun

Look what you did
and
Look what I've done …