Copeland
What Cannot Be Found (Pt. 1)
Though every eye is wide, there's still not one to find it
It vanishes like wine with nothing left behind it
I found your life in grey and white and never thought I'd color it
And love put up an awful fight
You never made your peace with it
So stay where you are
And hold what you love
And feel what you want
And know all the while
Don't hurt 'til it's done