Meaning Of It All

It's

Monday, it's raining, it's late at night.

The city entails me, I better think twice.

I always said never.

We'll feel as if I'm lost like a river. And so desire shiver.

Return to daily as the morning comes calling.

The sun only shines here when I'm lost in my maze.

This labyrinth of thinking, this circus of worry, and this mirror's hall. How long will it hold me?

The meaning of it all.

I guess you'll never know.

I'm drawn to the light as I'm trapped in the dark and I'll leave you a spark with a tremor from the heart.

With a song from the heart.

I'm singing and sinking, this endlessly clinging.

I feel like a puppet on a strange masquerade.

Parade of the weary, how did I end up here? Somebody hear me.

Somebody hear me.

The meaning of it all.

I guess you'll never know.

I'm drawn to the light as I'm trapped in the dark and I'll leave you a spark with a tremor from the heart.

The meaning of a song.

I guess you'll never know.

I'm drawn to the light as I'm trapped in the dark and I'll leave you a spark with a tremor from the heart.

Hold on, hold on.

There is a light that never goes out.

Oh, hold on, hold on.

There is a light that never goes out.

Oh, hold on, hold on.

There is a light that never goes out.

Oh, hold on, hold on.

There is a light that never goes out.