What’s to bow for
Spilling your heart on the floor
Wasting yours, and my precious time
For peace of mind, for peace of mind
After the curtain falls
Mind rings empty on the paper church walls
The little quiet that I know
Become a storm, become a storm

Sadly, what I've said and what I've done
Is nothing in comparison
To what I need as a mend
To feel it’s worth to do it again

What’s to bow for
Spilling your heart on the floor
Wasting yours, and my precious time
For peace of mind, for peace of mind
After the curtain falls
Mind rings empty on the paper church walls
The little quiet that I know
Become a storm, become a storm

For peace of mind, for peace of mind
For peace of mind, for peace of mind
Become a storm, become a storm