Из альбома: The House Of Orange
Here on the razor's edge, stranded here from my friends
Stumbling along through the canyons
Wasting away in shady cafes
I don't have smile I can turn on
And I don't know if I can survive
Keep getting caught up in this arcade of lies
How can you have any sense of direction
Walking this street of mirrors
Hearts on the nightline
Words coming down the wire
I just can't get things right
I put my heart on the nightline
I guess this city must be gettin' to me
I can't seem to make a connection
There's got to be someone around I can talk to
Someone I can really depend on
But I'm smack dab stuck in the middle
Here in this big sociological swindle
So many words from so many people
All claiming the truth and the light
Hearts on the nightline
Words coming down the wire
I just can't get things right
I put my heart on the nightline