As I look at your reflection
In the eyes I see perfection
But they feel so distant now
And you are slowly fading out
In my mind there are only flashes
Of discussions and of dances
But they feel so trivial now
Entertainment for the masses
I don't know how to get out
From this mess I dug myself in
I don't know if I should start
Or if I should wait. But for whom?
Ah, what if time stood still?
Ah, what an arrant thrill
Ah, what if time stood still?
Ah, what an arrant thrill
I've seen enough for a lifetime
I've roamed and roamed and
Roamed and roamed and
Roamed and roamed and
Roamed and roamed and
Roamed and roamed