Oh-whoa...
There's no shelter
From the cold midnight rain
Going under
There's no picture to frame
A whirlwind of irony
She needs me when I'm in need
I fall where I stand
Alone, I am an empty man
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
It's a fable
Where the judgment is blind
In between us
Only hurt, space and time
Tremors of doubt in me
I see what I want to see
There's a whole in my hand
And inside I am empty
Am I the only one
Who gives you what you need
Am I the only one
Who hates to see you grieve
Oh, am I the only one
Who still believes in you and me
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh...
And inside I am empty
Am I the only one
Who gives you what you need
Am I the only one
Who hates to see you grieve
Oh, am I the only one
Who still believes in you and me
Oh-whoa...

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