I used to be indecisive But now... I'm not so sure There's little sign of feeling When you look into their eyes. The politicians sighing, that - "nothing's going wrong in our world tonight - nothing... (we don't understand)" There's no point in speaking - "help me if you can" Is this a retribution to compensate for a lack of understanding. I think we should pretend that nothing's going wrong in our world tonight, nothing - (we don't understand) & I'm doing the best that I can. Am I locked up forever, in a picture of despair, I've put my spirit on to paper & into words I've opened my eyes & I've realised - who I really am. I thought I loved you, but I think I must be wrong There's another feeling in my heart This sense of pride, is silencing my sorrow, I find it hard to come alive when I'm hollowed out - from the inside:-