Institutionalised...

He sees comfort in his fears of been in his walls of control
He sleeps on his side of the bed just to understand his day 
If he continues his regimental ways he'll live on his own
He lost his courage to be open now he feels guilty pain 

He speaks his own views and believes they are truths 
A structured conversation that bares no living pulse 
Her tears are forming a puddle so she can drown 
Her fears for him that she can't see him to be found 

He is institutionalised 
And I'm paralysed 
I am your loving wife
Not your crying eyes 

I can only crumble for so long and then I'll break the silence of how we live
We can only act upon this stage if you connect with me and breathe 
I love you for better or worse through sickness and in health 
We are a family
We are alive
This is our home
This is our wealth 

Get outside of your own head and see the beauty that's around you
There's a world around that may not be perfect but it's housing you 
And with that world you walk on and breathe into I breathe with you 
Let's step outside and explore the possibility of what's real and true 

I don't want to be your crying eyes
He is institutionalised 
And I'm paralysed 
I am your loving wife
Not your crying eyes 
Not your crying eyes...