(Everybody's got a secret) Da, da, da, da, do, do, do 'Cause there's a lot that you don't know It's written on my face It's gonna be hard to swallow I got some things to say I like to make-believe with you That we always speak the truth ish I like how we

Well, we all fall in love But we disregard the danger Though we share so many secrets There are some we never tell Why were you so surprised That you never saw the stranger Did you ever let your lover See the stranger in yourself Don't be afraid to try

It's hard, so hard, it's tearing out my heart It's hard letting you go It ain't no fun lying down to sleep And there ain't no secrets left for me to keep I wish the stars up in the sky Would all just call in sick And the clouds would take the moon out On

Is that what you want? I! I! I am a river Is that what you really want There is a secret I found a secret Behind a Soho door There is a reason I found a reason

You have the power to heal yourself All illness can be healed, the cell regenerates Disambiguated situation There is a secret code, the structure of the mind Flesh bodies mute and blinded roaming uncertain, lost Infected misinformed Releasing a black

Hallelujah, Hallelujah It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah Well, I heard there was a secret chord That David played to please the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? Well, it goes like this the fourth, the fifth The minor fall and the

But underneath this there is a secret Instead of fussing and fighting Cheating but biting You and your girl things could be pretty Wonderful world, beautiful people Eh-yeah, wonderful world, beautiful people You and your girl, things could be pretty That

It is almost impossible to catch up And no one knows what the next day will bring It's time to get to work I challenge you to work After you've missed a day's work A day like this will come A day like the will go There's no secret about this You reap

Hallelujah, hallelujah It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah I've heard there was a secret chord That David played and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major

I know it's a shame Tell me it's okay Lately I've been thinking about the past How there is no holding back No point in wasting sorrow On things that won't be here tomorrow But you and I well, we don't need to speak It's the secret that we keep