| It's strange with | |||
| No place to | |||
| Call | |||
| Home | |||
| So few | |||
| Friends | |||
| Sitting in a bar | |||
| Just to | |||
| Hear some | |||
| Noise | |||
| Kill the | |||
| Pain | |||
| Wondering | |||
| If time will | |||
| Take me from | |||
| Here | |||
| Will I ever be able to | |||
| Open my | |||
| Heart | |||
| Trust | |||
| Again | |||
| It's going to | |||
| Take time to | |||
| Mend the | |||
| Wounds | |||
| Settle my | |||
| Nerves | |||
| Got to start | |||
| Searching my | |||
| Soul | |||
| Life | |||
| Time for | |||
| Slowing things | |||
| Down | |||
| Testing things | |||
| Out | |||
| Will I | |||
| Ever find | |||
| Me | |||
| Always be | |||
| Alone | |||