who said that I wasn't right?

I've lived for years without a life

don't have a soul on my side

still ridiculed despite how hard that I have tried

don't take me under your wing

I don't need a hand, don't need anything

I've got a roof over my head

as if I'd rather be alone with me instead



close yet far

drop me a line and tell me how the hell you are

and I'll tip my hat to those who can't believe it's me

and I never never never ever wanted this to be



I can hear the sounds of the city

sunrise and set are the same to me

a hesitating pulse is good company

and my reflection offers no apology

but who said that I wasn't right?

and I've lived for years without a life

don't have a soul on my side

still ridiculed despite how hard that I have tried



close yet far

drop me a line and tell me how the hell you are

and I'll tip my hat to those who can't believe it's me

and I never never never ever wanted this to be



close yet far

drop me a line and tell me how the hell you are

and I'll think of the days when there was something to believe

and I never never never ever wanted this to be