Its the way of the world Runs you down Drives the music from your mind. Its the note that you wrote Its got no beat Theres no rhythm Ive been told.
CHORUS:
When thers no damn feeling in your fingers at night. And theres no damn feeling in your heart that feels right. When theres no damn feeling, theres - damn feeling at all...
I wrote your words, they're mine. So cold that colds a crime. I wrote you... I wrote you... I wrote your words they're mine. ..............
Its a shock - to your world A last tune That was crying out for words. In your head, a certain pain You dont learn Cos you'd do it all again.
CHORUS:
You took these words across the red line No song. No tune. No rhyme... I wrote cha...I wrote cha... I wrote your words they're mine.