I've lived a lot, and I've seen a lot
And now, and now I'm just letting go
I could point my fingers at the same old traums
The ones that we all know
But all I hear, is "Mummy please
Please mummy, look at me"
And from somewhere I hear
Go to sleep (etc)
Through the shimmering beauty of a disco beat
And the purity of a Euro song
Where wisdom fails and words divide
Is that where I belong?
Lust has not left me, it still rules my head
And shakes my little plans
But I have no love to give, or hate to take
I hope you understand
And then I hear