My trip will, will start from, Start from my own finger tips Well grow on, on your skin No feeling of reget On, hey no feeling No feeling of regret On, hey no sin Where is my promised day Stop getting old just cold an colder Where is my feeling ok Your lips moving fast Now you look, you're looking better My trip will, will start from Thew bottom of my own heart It's not beating it's not bleeding It's not shaking after all it was a bad shot Oh, hey no feeling After all it was a bad shot Oh, hey no sin Where is my promised day Stop getting old just cold an colder Where is my feeling ok Your lips moving fast Now you're looking much better Where is my promised day Now you look, you're looking better Where is my promised day Now you look, you're looking better Where is my promised day You are looking better Where is my promised day Better