I am still, without devotion
Cause we're all asleep at the wheel
Asleep and so surrounded by what we feel
A bad dream on a rope and pulled through an ocean
With my heart, I'm lost out at sea
And every kind of thought screams misery
So lonely
I'm Johnny-come-lately
But I will not give up
And the words they escape me
But I'm full of dumb luck
And the world is an oyster
With a poisonous shell
And the look in my eye
Is a look that can kill
I am not (dream a bit) without emotion
I have ran from the pain of my will
From the mess of a hunt, and a catch, and the thrill
And I'm ill
I am known (dream a bit) in the circles of envy
I'd thank God, but then what is he for?
Cause I left a few white calls at his front door
I'll leave more (dream a bit)
I'm Johnny-come-lately
But I will not give up
And the words they escape me
But I'm full of dumb luck
And the world is an oyster
With a poisonous shell
And the look in my eye
Is a look that can kill
Don't you go
Come a little bit closer now if you like
When you die
Wake your soul to a little light fire now if you like
When you die
Speak to me, cry a river and make believe
In the whites of your eyes
Clap your hands, do whatever your heart commands
You will find
When you die, you are mine
Don't you go
Come a little bit closer now if you like
When you die
Wake your soul to a little light fire now if you like
When you die
Speak to me, cry a river and make believe
In the whites of your eyes
Clap your hands, do whatever your heart commands
You will find
When you die, you are mine