Do you know what I'm really like?
Do you know how I really feel about you?
Do you know what it's really like?
Do you like to be trapped, and always feel blue?
The only way to the inner self is to show how much you really know
And I know enough to ease the pain, till it gets back on top again
As you know, it's always what's inside that hardly ever shows
How can I explain?
How can I explain the pain I know?
Can I ever be cured?
Can I ever be found and treated the same?
The only way to the inner self is to show how much you really know
And I know enough to ease the pain, till it gets back on top again
As you know, it's always what's inside that hardly ever shows
We all have the days where we skip on through
But you never know what's what and who is who
The only way to the inner self is to show how much you really know
And I know enough to ease the pain, but it gets back on top again
As you know, it's always what's inside that hardly ever shows