Из альбома: Twice Removed
Somehow it grew, cut me in 2 to tell you the truth
I Don't Know What I'm Doing
So this is it, from where you sit, I should be going
Put it back into the same place
Where you found it when you came in
Put me back into the same shape
How you found me, before you broke me
Somehow I knew you'd tell me soon, to tell you the truth
I thought you'd tell me sooner
Frozen where I stand, take you by the hand
Your grip just loosens
This hasn't happend for the first time
And I know it won't be for the last time