Lonely child. Brush the soul to sleep. Lonely child. Come on, come on to the real thing, honey. . Touch the fire. Put your hands on it, honey. I got the feelin' burnin' down to my feet.
I need a beginning again. I want to feel how I used to feel. When everything was in the palm of my hand. And you were here with me, oh. . You know I just don't get it.
Everywhere I go. Everything I do. Reminds me of you. Just a picture of the wall. I'm surrounded by it all gotta walk before I fall. . Fall out, out on the street.
Everywhere I go. Everything I do. Reminds me of you. Just a picture on the wall. I'm surrounded by it all. Gotta walk before I fall, yeah. Fall out, out on the street.