Taken hostage in a room between a loss and a dream Only one way out and not a clue what it all means, well Like an irritating tune That keeps playing up to date Always spoiling my noon Our days that come and fade Days that come and fade Fade
Could this life be more than a boring intermediate space Made of expectations and regrets right in your face?
What is it so special 'Bout being happy now? It's the way you go
Like an irritating tune Interfering with debate Always spoiling my noon Our days that come and fade Days that come and fade Fade