A vase of wilted flowers, for those who've lost
their powers

No use in treading water, when there’s no air
to breathe in

Help me find a way to move on, standing in the
way of the sun

Help me find you, you, you, help you find me

Now who inspires you?

The moods are so abrasive, the sound is too
persuasive

Come all the earth has gone straight, shall we go
on one last date?

Help me find a way to move on, standing in the
way of the sun

Help me find you, you, you, help you find me

Who inspires you?

I'm sorry to inform you, sometimes love can
deform you

No time for hesitating, the rifle's cocked and
waiting (aimed at me)

Help me find a way to move on, standing in the
way of the sun

Help me find you, you, you, help you find me

Now who inspires you?