And you ll be left with your life

Collecting all your souvenirs

I ll never get it right

Empty man hollow man

I call myself a hermit

My self esteem contingent on

The way you look at me

I m hanging on your words

Yeah i m reading

All your thoughts

If only i could be you now

Cause you got the control

Empty man lonely man

I call myself depressed

I m finding ways to avoid you

At the expense of sanity

I m hanging on your words

And i d like to share a thought

I know i can t be you now

But i d like to stay a while

- Back to the Songs of the Album Hang Ups

- Back to the Goldfinger's Albums