Who said that i wasnand't right?
iand've lived for years without a life
donand't have a soul on my side
still ridiculed despite how hard that i have tried
donand't take me under your wing
i donand't need a hand, donand't need anything
iand've got a roof over my head
as if iand'd rather be alone with me instead
Close yet far
drop me a line and tell me how the hell you are
and iand'll tip my hat to those who canand't believe itand's me
though i never never never ever wanted this to be
I can hear the sounds of the city
sunrise and set are the same to me
a hesitating pulse is good company
and my reflection offers no apology
but who said that i wasnand't right?
and iand've lived for years without a life
donand't have a soul on my side
still ridiculed despite how hard that i have tried
Close yet far
drop me a line and tell me how the hell you are
and iand'll tip my hat to those who canand't believe itand's me
though i never never never ever wanted this to be
Close yet far
drop me a line and tell me how the hell you are
and iand'll think of the days when there was something to believe
though i never never never ever wanted this to be
