Believe Me
Listen, I can hear a voice,
I need a helping hand, just to beat the void.
I need a mission, a dream to stop me talking to myself
And now the silence is broken, and my soul is to sell
I need to pick up the peices to scatter to the wind
Hold the city to your ears
You can hear the wind come in
But you change the world with a song
And you can't make it right when it's wrong
I can't stop this music travelling round with me wherever I go,
It's playing for you.
I can't stop this voice unravelling round me whatever I do.
It's talking to you
The world dances to the rhythm of its own heart beating for you,
However you lose
So speak to me - believe me.
Don't let it slip, through your fingertips.
When there's a ghost, don't try to reason with it
Because now I'm tired, I'm weird, so I won't miss a think.
I rope my words out to dry and I've forgotted what to sing
But you can't change the world
With a song and you can't make it right
When it's wrong
If that's what it was to you,
Then that's what it was to me.
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