Tell me how do you think about what I do About the story you have heard Tell me why does that man in the mirror not look like me It all seems so absurd I only tried to find out What is wrong with me Now I stare into these eyes Of that man in the mirror that once was me And I cannot believe That it is real what I see
A broken heart lies on the floor and no one cares about A man caught behind prison walls is trying to break out But what I have to know is, if this is all I could expect Because after all these years I thought you'd owe me some respect
At the end of each day, there is a hole in my heart That reminds me of you At the end of each day, there is a hole in my heart Tell me what to do Won't someone tell me what I can do
Ain't no explanation I don't want to put the blame on you I am not here to try To turn false into true I don't want to argue I don't want to apologise I am here to testify And that is what I say
At the end of each day, there is a hole in my heart That reminds me of you At the end of each day, there is a hole in my heart Tell me what to do Won't someone tell me what I can do
When my castle collapses to sand When the treasures I hold Slip right through my hands Do you know how that feels
I know I should stop to struggle with myself To ponder and pore over things I cannot change Whatever you say, whatever you will do Somehow I am still yours Although you are acting strange
No miracle cure, no magic boxes To save me from drowning to rescue me But I can't deny that while I stand here The boat that I am on is sinking into the sea
A broken heart lies on the floor and no one cares about A man caught behind prison walls is trying to break out But what I have to know is, if this is all I could expect Because after all these years I thought you'd owe me some respect
At the end of each day, there is a hole in my heart That reminds me of you At the end of each day, there is a hole in my heart Tell me what to do Won't someone tell me what I can do
And so I lay my defences down When I listen to my heart I hear the sound of a cold machine That fills an empty space Like a clockwork ticking This is all that I can feelTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
