♪ One
small voice doesn't help the way I feel today or tomorrow
or wherever I decree that is you
inside me
One small voice
Why
on earth do we make grief when there's your voice
calling out my name and saying that you
are inside me
You're inside me
I'm falling down upon the pathway to your door
You've made me bad
just like the way you've done before
And the way,
the way you say that everything could be much better
So shame,
shame,
why wait in vain when I've made out
to be a clown
One small
voice doesn't help the way I feel today or tomorrow or
wherever I decree
Shame,
shame,
why wait in vain when I've made out to be a clown
