Talking like the harpy again
Ive got this heartache in my coat
Since I dont remember when
Its guaranteed to live and to bleed
And you feed it with your bitterest lies
Hope you can see what thats done to me
But I dont care to look into your eyes
Theres no explanation
Dreamtongued man from the golden land
Standing with the keys to your door
I had to laugh as I shook his hand
Didnt know hed been here before
I know him well but I never can tell
If he sees right through my futile disguise
Hope you can see what thats done to me
But I dont care to look into your eyes
Theres no explanation
Walking alone down the path to your home
On a silent and sensual day
It almost could be my very own
Before I went and lost my way
Directions arent clear when youre standing here
And you cheer me with your faithless surprise
Hope you can see what thats done to me
But I dont care to look into your eyes
Theres no explanation