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You're in control, is there anywhere you wanna go? You're in control, is there anything you wanna know? The future's for discovering The space in which we're travelling From the top of the first page To the end of the last day From the start in your own way You just want somebody listening to what you say It doesn't matter who you are Under the surface trying to break through Deciphering the codes in you I need a compass, draw me a map I'm on the top, I can't get back The first line on the first page To the end of the last page, you were looking From the start in your own way You just want somebody listening to what you say It doesn't matter who you are It doesn't matter who you are You just want somebody listening to what you say You just want somebody listening to what you say It doesn't matter who you are It doesn't matter who you are Is there anybody out there, who is lost and hurt and lonely, too? Are they bleeding all your colours into one? And if you come undone, as if you'd been run through Some catapult, it fired you You wonder if your chance'll ever come Well, if you're stuck in square one

Your room was square, I once noticed from there In your bed, as you slept, and I held my breath Everything had its own place And I wondered what space would I take In the order you kept I tried to eat like your girlfriend Just tea in the night, I'd end up too hungry to sleep So lying awake, I would follow the aching inside I would find, it's for you won't be mine I tried my hardest, for I'd never learned God's very simple, and love shouldn't burn And I would've offered you all that you yearned for But I was still waiting for something to earn What is that quiet of snow in the night? The dark rings with white noise As you stand and drown Maybe it's all of these snowflakes, screaming A choir of mute as they brace for the ground Well, that's my ride Hope you had a good night You know you made me happy Here, shake my hand You make such a good man Never once did you know me I tried my hardest, for I'd never learned God's very simple and love doesn't burn And maybe you offered me all that I yearned for But I was still waiting for something to earn Silly me, waiting