Wrong, all that we are Living, breathing lies Wrong, all that I feel All compassion dies Once hand in hand And now detached Befriend the pace The lonely trance... detached Wrong, all that I see Something inside denies Wrong, all that I feel Something inside me cries Once hand in hand And now detached Befriend the pace The lonely trance... detached What can I say when there are no words? I can't explain what I cannot understand... Wrong, all that we do Dismiss the things we've said Wrong, all we become We stumble misguided Once hand in hand And now detached Befriend the pace The lonely trance... detached Something in you, something in me We're trying to control Something in you, something in me We're trying to overcome Something in you, something in me We're trying to understand Something in you, something in me We're trying to break out What can I say when there are no words? I can't explain what I can't understand... Wrong Wrong Wrong Wrong?