Rites Of Spring

I want to talk, like I'm talking to myself
I want to reach, yeah I could be someone else
And when a touch,
When a touch becomes to much
You know, I could be someone else
And I - yeah I know enough not to hope to know
But it's so hard, 'cause the night can fill my eyes
And you give me some distance,
I can get so hard to find
And when a word, when a word cuts in too close