When life is like a book
that has a missing page
a mind is full of thoughts
that torture you with age
What secrets do you find
behind those lying eyes?
You are all alone
but never on your own
with those voices in your head
and horrors in your home
and do you hear those cries
when you close those tired eyes?
And when you lift those floorboards
in the middle of the night
don't you know that someday
it is gonna come to light
like a time bomb,
the fuse is lit
and the time is ticking away
A nation wonders why
and a hundred camera men
appalled at what they hear
await the moment when
the secrets that you hide
are no longer kept inside
Oh mother pray for me
I can't sleep 'till you set me free
from this time bomb
When life is like a book
that has a missing page
The only thing to do
is throw the book away
with those secrets that you hide
behind those lying eyes
