A Face With No Emotion

Lost In The Television's Glow

He's Slipping Into Darkness

Not Far From Comatose



With A Bottle In His Left Hand

A Cigarette In His Right

He's Drowning Out The Echo

Of Voices In The Night



Through The Conversation

The Old Me Drifts Away

Hiding From The Moment

I Long For Yesterday



I Hear Your Voice So Distant

Calling Out My Name

If Only I Could Answer

If We Were Still The Same.



Oh, But We've Changed



So What Am I Supposed To Do

And What Am I To Say?

I Feel A Bit More Paralyzed

With Every Word You Say



And What About The Change You Want

How Can I Succumb?

When Everything You Want To Do

Leaves Me Awfully Numb

Awfully Numb



Stay For A Moment

Stay For While

Join In On This Masquerade

Filled With Regret And Denial

We Are Kindred Spirits,

Though Parallel Lines

Running Off In Different Directions

Never To Entwine



No Way To Rewind

We Can't Turn Back Time



So We Avoid The Subject

Our Communication Strained

Sheltered In The Small Talk

We Wait For The Other To Change



But The Song Remains The Same.



So What Am I Supposed To Do

And What Am I To Say?

I Feel A Bit More Paralyzed

With Every Word You Say

And What About The Change You Want

How Can I Succumb

When Everything You Want To Do

Leaves Me Awfully Numb

Awfully Numb



A Face With No Emotion

Lost In The Television's Glow

He's Slipping Into Darkness

Not Far From Comatose