I took a walk, one I'd done before in early morn The other way The streets were so wonderful With no one there, no traffic blare The melody of emptiness and history This is what life means to me
And I don't want this internal monologue any more But I can't turn it off
Every day I move myself around and figure out Ways to count The things I'll never have I do believe a soul can grieve itself away End with all our yesterdays I want to get lost in Europe
And I don't want this internal monologue any more But I can't turn it off
No, I don't want this internal monologue any more But I can't turn it off