IÕm opening the floodgates|IÕm opening a window|IÕm opening a doorway||While youÕre still away||Oh, reach out to those with a shyness|As they refuse to be found|Deep are the stillest of waters|It makes it easy to drown||All in all, nobody knows no one||Only while the world is fast asleep|Can I find a way to let the last guard down||IÕm opening the floodgates|IÕm opening a window|IÕm opening a doorway||IÕm letting all the flies out|IÕve gotta torch my hideout|ThereÕs nothing left to find out now||While youÕre still away||Help out the ones who are falling|When they need no help at all|Always the ones who are calling|Sometimes itÕs nice to be called||By yourself |Way too long|You exhume the fears |And then they hang around||IÕm opening the floodgates|IÕm opening a window|IÕm opening a doorway||IÕm letting all the flies out|IÕve gotta torch my hideout|ThereÕs nothing left to find out now||While youÕre still away||The walls will cave|The floor will sink|As the worldÕs asleep|And IÕm alone||Anxiety|The pictures are springing to life again|All of this while youÕre away|What have you got to say?||IÕm opening the floodgates|IÕm opening a window|IÕm opening a doorway||IÕm letting all the flies out|IÕve gotta torch my hideout|ThereÕs nothing left to find out now||While youÕre still away|