I walk the streets of this great city
Alone in the endless herd
Money buys you happiness?
Not in a million years
Thought we were friends no matter what
Never realised how you were using me
'Till death do us part?
Not in a million years
Searching for something to hold on to
Finding out what makes life worthwhile
Why do I chase all these illusions?
That leave me so unsatisfied?
Making love to you feels divine
Want to cry out: 'there is a God!'
Fall down on my knees and pray?
Not in a million years
Searching for something to hold on to
Finding out what makes life worthwhile
Why do I chase all these illusions?
That leave me so unsatisfied?
We peel off the layers of our disguise
They fall, leave us bare and exposed
We see each other for who we really are
Give up on us?
Not in a million years
Searching for something to hold on to
Finding out what makes life worthwhile
Why do I chase all these illusions?
That leave me so unsatisfied?
That leave me so unsatisfied
I walk the streets of this great city
Alone in the endless herd

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