Somewhere between the lines unbroken. There lies the sacred part of me. Behind the door that once was opened. Is where I fell from grace you see. . Inside I feel the pressure.
Well my mind is free again. And my soul is on the mend. Won't somebody hear my plea. There is a storm inside of me. . Turn back the pages. There lies my fate.
Don't confuse me with the drama. Now and then you lose your karma. Don't you trust yourself at all the life you've lead?. Why do you keep looking back? You move ahead.
(Hughes/Marsh). . Well my mind is free again. And my soul is on the mend. Won't somebody hear my plea?. There is a storm inside of me. . Turn back the pages.