Listen,
I can hear a voice,
I need a helping hand,
just to beat the void.
I need a mission,
a dream to stop me talking to myself
and now the silence is broken
and my soul is to sell
I need to pick up the pieces,
to scatter to the wind
hold the city to your ears
and you can hear the wind come in.
But you can?t change the world with a song
and you can?t make it right when it?s wrong.
I cannot stop this music travelling round with me wherever I go,
it?s playing for you.
I cannot stop the voice unravelling round me whatever I do,
it?s talking to you.
The world dances to the rhythm of its own
heart beating for you, however you lose.
So speak to me
believe, believe, believe me.
Don?t let it slip, through your fingertips.
When there?s a ghost,
don?t try to reason with it.
Because now I?m tired, I?m wired,
so I will not miss a thing.
I rope my words out to dry
and I?ve forgotten what to sing
But you can?t change the world with a song
and you can?t make it right when it?s wrong.
I cannot stop this music travelling round with me wherever I go,
it?s playing for you.
I cannot stop the voice unravelling round me whatever I do,
it?s talking to you.
The world dances to the rhythm of its own
heart beating for you, however you lose.
So speak to me
believe, believe, believe me.
If that?s what it was to you,
then that?s what it was to me.
If that?s what it was to you,
then that?s what it was to me.
If that?s what it was to you,
then that?s what it was to me.
But you can?t change the world with a song
and you can?t make it right when it?s wrong.
I cannot stop this music travelling round with me wherever I go,
it?s playing for you.
I cannot stop the voice unravelling round me whatever I do,
it?s talking to you.
The world dances to the rhythm of its own
heart beating for you, however you lose.
So speak to me
believe, believe, believe me.
believe, believe, believe me.