| So you won't tell me, where you've been up to now | |
| I don't know, they've seen you come and go (oh) | |
| You're well on your way but never leaving the chair | |
| Playing scenes on T.V. screens | |
| Watching widely to glimpse the full view | |
| While the hours have their hands all over you | |
| You say that you see me, well I see you too | |
| I look behind, what do you find, all but an empty room | |
| Scratching the surface and you can't get away | |
| You've traveled far and so far you have nothing to say | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Scratching the surface | |
| You better come up for air | |
| A new experience to get you there | |
| Scratching the surface | |
| You better come up for air | |
| Strapped to the media, a machine to fear | |
| You're onto something then it slips right away | |
| It's in your hand, follow through right in front of you | |
| You say that you hear me, well I hear you too | |
| My secret is no secret, outside of the tube | |
| So you won't tell me, what you've done up to now | |
| You're watching me, I'm watching you decide (oh) | |
| Scratching the surface, you can't get away | |
| You tried so hard, and so far you have nothing to say | |
| [Repeat Chorus] |