Tác giả : Gary Numan
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
Treated like a refugee 
Never seems to be a place for me 
In my mind there is a scene i see 
My house is burning 
No-one returning 
To a land once free. 
 
Dreaming like a deportee 
Cast away upon the open sea 
No hand of friendship for the likes of me. 
I feel the thunder 
I'm going under 
And i can't get free. 
 
If there is a heaven 
I don't want to hang around this hell. 
I could be an angel 
Let god (slip? )out of heaven back to hell. 
 
And i say 
I wont cry, no more tears 
I wont cry, no more tears 
 
Carry me away from here 
Cut the crying and the see-through tear 
Make emotion dissappear 
My life is changing 
I'm re-arranging 
Everything i feel.