A vacant heart
A hungry stare
Victims of love
Their everywhere

Nothing to say
One thing to share
Living in dreams
Up in the air

Look to the left
Step to the right
Wildlife people
In animal Night

Your sectret life
No secret here
No one can see
No one can hear

When the love is done
Turn and run
Like a gun

The silent call
From sea of lips
The sign of drums
On fingertips

No one waits
For tomorrow
All of your dreams
End in sorrow

Send your message
Loud and clear
Wait for action
Live in fear

Your sectret life
No secret here
No one can see
No one can hear

When the love is done
Turn and run
Like a gun