E            Abm   C#m 
I thought that I was framed 
B         A 
Front and center, 
        E       Abm      C#m 
But I'm distant and your depth 
   B        A 
Of field is shallow. 

F#m       Abm 
Low light turn to night 
    A          E 
And all can be ignored. 
F#m            Ab 
Blind eyes, preoccupied 
         A                     C#m 
With the surface more than the core. 
E    A 
Low, Low. 
E    F#m   E 
Low, Low. 
          E       Abm 
Though my lens is cracked, 
      C#m      B        A 
Right down the center I saw you 
            E         Abm 
And through shattered light, 
     C#m    B        A 
Your beauty remained flawless. 

F#m       Abm 
Low light turn to night 
A              E 
And all can be ignored. 
F#m            Ab 
Blind eyes, preoccupied 
         A                     C#m 
With the surface more than the core. 
E    A 
Low, low. 
E    F#m  E 
Low, low.