I see houses
Rows and rows of red bricks
I see black cars
Some blood-stained exits
I get this feeling that I
I been here before
How many lives will I waste
How many tears must I taste before my freedom
Before my freedom
I see mountains
Blood red sunsets
I see a billion stars
Love (-----)in between
I get this feeling that I, I've been here before
How many lives will I waste
How many tears must I taste before my freedom
Before my freedom
I won't be late, I won't be late
I won't be late, I won't be late
I get this feeling that I, I've be here before
How many lives will I waste
How many tears must I taste before my freedom
I get this feeling that I, I've been here before
How many lives will I waste
How many tears must I taste before my freedom
Love, trouble and strife turn me into another guy
Love, trouble and strife turn me into another guy
Love, trouble and strife turn me into another guy
Don't be late
Don't be late
Don't be late
Don't be late
When I call
When I call
When I call
When I call you up