Oh well, floating round inside a bubble We know where the storming ends
Oh well, a little pain, a little trouble You must try not to dissent
Did you fool them again with that smile on your face?
Did you fool them again with that smile?
And suddenly you are the one falling on your knees
Tell me where the storming ends
And this began
Just like a song that can't be sung
Trembling on your lips
I think you might be losing grip
Oh well, you need some clarity of vision
When you're in a bubble
And your back's against the wall
Oh well, feel the weight of this decision
The bow will break and it will fall
You can't fool them again with that smile on your face
You can't fool them again
And suddenly you are the one falling on your knees
Tell me where this began
Just like a song that can't be sung
Trembling on your lips
I think you might be losing grip
Oh well, a little pain, a little trouble
And just before, before the morning comes
You better find out what is wrong
Just before the fall of morning comes
You better find out
And suddenly you are the one falling on your knees
Tell me when this began
Just like a song that can't be sung
Trembling on your lips
Suddenly you are the one falling on your knees
Tell me when this began
Just like a song that can't be sung
Trembling on your lips
I think you might be losing ground
Losing ground