Feel the light upon me looking in the window. Feel the warmth of our innocence fade away. As the pleasures we seek run so go our virtues. Don't call it love, don't call it hate, It's just this moment between you and I. Long gone, Long gone
While we were looking for comfort, We let everything fall to pieces. And in my naiveté I threw your childhood away.
Yah
We look for the thrill that's perfect until the taste of the act has a lasting impact. Yah watching through the window, but I never know why somebody gave you something that just can't be denied and it's
Long gone, Those days, Long gone, Those days.
Well, now that we've played with the blade, yah we've learned that it cuts going both ways.
So we raise the flag of bitter surrender... were not alone And I know that I will always remember the other voice on the phone.
Feel the light upon me looking in the window No don't call it love, don't call it hate it's just a moment between you and I
Oh No
(Ever seen a sheep in a slaughterhouse? He's scared, panicked. So he huddles with the rest of the flock, moving when they move. He's a good little sheep just keeping out of trouble, keeping out of the way. Suddenly a gate opens, and it's a way out, he's running down a long passage, because to the sheep it looks like freedom, but...)