Tác giả : Gary Numan
Người đăng : administrator, 13 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.