I may not believe in God. It doesn't mean I'm a lesser person. I still have a heart. And I know what it feels like to be broken. . I may not believe in Jesus.
So you left the home you never had. On your own how could things get so bad?. And you hitched a ride to the unknown. Forgot your address and your mobile phone.
You never seem to know what's right. Stuck in a fight. But there's nobody else just you. . You're standing there alone again. Just like a child without a friend.
She used to give me roses. I wish she could again. But that was on the outside. And things were different then. . We built our world together. With a love so clear and strong.
Well we don't need no one to tell us what to do. Oh yes we're on our own and there's nothing you can do. So we don't need no one like you, to tell us what to do.
You know we tried to make you understand. We tried to make you realise. Her fame is down and time is up. But somehow it don't seem enough. 'Cause the world wouldn't listen anymore.
You're not the only one.. You're not the only one,. Living with what you've done. You'll be the lonely one.. You'll be the lonely one,. When the day is done..
Come in sit by the light. Tell us everything that happened tonight. We know you were there. There at the scene of the crime. . No, no you've got it all wrong.
One said to the other. You'll never find another. Now that you're on your own. To discover. You're living undercover. Now that you're on your *own. . She's not really bothered by a riot in Milan.
One day at a time. One way it's a crime. Someday. Maybe another day. . Brainless or are you. Ignorant or are you. Brainless or are you. Something more?.
I've been thinking about going away. Somewhere that I can find a new day. Everybody's talkin' about this new place. Where no one remembers your face. .
He's waiting down at the corner under the streetlight. He's only following orders 'til midnight. And then he'll sneak back home to his wife,. And his everyday life..
No Way Out. . Will we ever get back home?. Will we ever get back home?. Will we ever get back home?. Will we ever get back home?. . To the place,. Is it the same as when we left.
We've been through all of these things before. We've said a lot of these things before. It's starting to get boring. . I might as well be talking to a wall.
That's to build yourself up to. be somethin' Now surround yourself in lies. You've fooled around and all you've got to say. . Is that - Mr Businessman tell me.
Monday, a day like no other. Monday, was their last day. Some say, life is a struggle. Some say, life should be easy. One day, in a peaceful village school day, in working Dunblane.
This is the right time. This is the right place. . Living underneath a gray cloud. When nothing ever changes. I couldn't be any less proud. The heart of this town has grown cold.
See the streets at night, far away from school. But they'll never know. I'll carry on, something is wrong. . Runaway from somebody you'll never know. You live on hostility.
Alright. . Waiting on the line, do you still have the time. Or have you already lost your mind?. Slowly you descend closer to the end. Soon you will be walking with the dead.
I hear the sirens oh no. Coming to remind me to go. Silence is golden I know. Until the silence is known. . And the plans were carried on. We were the victims all along.