I wake into the day with desire on my mind
And a longing in my belly for something that I'm still trying to find
It's like I hooked on having anything I can get my dirty little hands on
And I want much more besides, my appetite knows no boundaries
I wake into the day from the dreams that held me tight
And I stare into the morning with it's cool, hard light
I'm in debt up to my eyeballs and everywhere I turn
They say "spend, spend, spend" as if there's money left to burn
I wake into the day praying for a turning of the tide
There's more to me than who I've been, a depth I've barely given time
And I just want to get by all these barriers and conflicts
I don't want to die ashamed, alone or afraid
England says she loves me, tells me that I'm good for her
As she sells me everything she can to keep a window on the world...