Is this another love thing
Which I tell you about a feeling
That makes me shiver
In the middle of the night?

And I'm tired of walking
And I'm tired of winning
And I'm tired of losing
And I'll leave this

And I'm tired of walking
And I'm tired of winning
And I'm tired of losing
And I'll leave this

Is this another strange night
Which you think of the past
And your body feels so strange
But somehow you're not there?

Is it?
Is it?
Is it?

And I'm tired of walking
And I'm tired of winning
And I'm tired of losing
And I'll leave this

And I'm tired of walking
And I'm tired of winning
And I'm tired of losing
And I'll leave this