I need something more Tell me what you see Touch, I remember touch Pictures came with touch A painter in my mind A tourist in a dream A visitor it seems A half-forgotten song Where do I belong?

The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gray The glory that was Rome is of another day I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan I'm going home to my city by the Bay I left my heart in San Francisco High on a hill, it calls to me To be

Our lives will not be lived in vain We're throwing wrenches in the gears These machines feed on the tears of broken lives and dying dreams Are we so alone, So distant, So forgotten, As we think ourselves to be? These are our lives But did they ever even

Replicated errors, we smash against these glaciers of mistakes And find ourselves drowning in the flood We fold in difficult fashion, pinions clipped and forgotten So we grow fray and suffer the cold Like a shiver inside our own reason Your feigned

The sees are deep You better swim Don't go numb As we build a brand new planet Lets reconstruct and get it straight Unlock forgotten skills Travel to a new dimension Souls from the dark seduction (Take heed), we are the new invention

Nightmare, the persecution A child's dream of death. Torment, ill forgotten A soul that will never rest. Silent Scream Beaten and torn Guidance, it means nothing In a world of brutal time. Electric, circus, wild,

Of course I do I get along without you very well Except when soft rains fall And drip from leaves, then I recall The thrill of being sheltered in you arms But I get along without you very well I've forgotten you just like I should Of course I have Except

I've forgotten all of young love's joy Feel like a lady, but you my lady boy You should be stronger than me You been here 7 years longer than me Don't you know you supposed to be the man, Not pal in comparison to who you think I am, You always wanna talk

Don’t look away, sometimes you’re better lost than to be seen Don’t look away from the arms of a moment Where in the world’s the forgotten? They’re lost inside your memory You’re dragging on, your heart’s been broken As we all go down in history Where in

Oh, I dinna care, said Sandy If the elders now approve I've a chick where plans are dandy And I'm in a mellow groove Now the bonnie bonnie lassies With the kilties on their chassis Have forgotten all about the highland fling Young and old folks get