So I say Still away Sleep close my eyes An image of Your face Traced in white sand Underneath Undefined I lay down With arms outstreched I embrace the fall And all the time I tried To let you know Discomfort comes clearly Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Sometimes you see right through me Words, words Your married to that Your married to that Your married to your pain Although you hit me hard I come back The earth cries And I call On the inside Running behind Which one will I face? Running behind Which one will I...? Thin comfort In what I say My back is turned I halo my soul For awhile And all the time I tried To let you know Discomfort Comes clearly When I shout Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Sometimes you see right through me Words, words Your married to that Your married to that Your married to your pain Although you hit me hard I come back The earth cries And I fall On the inside Running behind Which one will I face? Running behind Which one will I...?