| You're in control, is there anywhere you wanna go? | |
| You're in control, is there anything you wanna know? | |
| The future's for discovering, the space in which we're traveling | |
| From the top of the first page to the end of the last day | |
| From the start in your own way | |
| You just want somebody listening to what you say | |
| It doesn't matter who you are | |
| Under the surface, trying to break through | |
| Deciphering the codes in you | |
| I need a compass, draw me a map | |
| I'm on the top, I can't get back | |
| First line of the first page to the end of the last place | |
| You were looking from the start in your own way | |
| You just want somebody listening to what you say | |
| It doesn't matter who you are, it doesn't matter who you are | |
| You just want somebody listening to what you say | |
| You just want somebody listening to what you say | |
| It doesn't matter who you are, it doesn't matter who you are | |
| Is there anybody out there who is lost and hurt and lonely too? | |
| Are they bleeding all your colors into one? | |
| And if you come undone as if you'd been run through | |
| Some catapult that fired you | |
| You wonder if your chance will ever come or if you're stuck in square one |