No matter where you stand This principle is true No matter what the cost It all comes back to you When you've played your hand And you've had your turn All the matches gone There's nothing left to burn
Where is your soul now Where is your soul now Where'd you see it last Can you get it back
Where do you go What do you say When you're cornered good And can't run away When all that gold Becomes a pile of trash And in your dirty hands Love turns to ash
Where is your soul now Where is your soul now Where'd you see it last Can you get it back
Does it make you angry Does it bring you down Do you ever remember Well then turnaround
Speak up…speak to me Hold on… hold on to me Or walk away and... Leave me alone
You felt pristine Standing over there Teeth wet and white Ready to tear Oh I'd bleed for you Like I did before But dramatic gestures Never open doors We never leave the room We're always standing there Naked and bruised Hands in the air
Where is our soul now Where is our soul now Where'd we see it last Can we get it back Where is our soul now Where is our soul now Where'd we see it last Can we get it back
Then turnaround, turnaround Turnaround, turnaround