Treated Like A Refugee
Never Seems To Be A Place For Me
In My Mind There Is A Scene I See
My House Is Burning
No-one Returning
To A Land Once Free.

Dreaming Like A Deportee
Cast Away Upon The Open Sea
No Hand Of Friendship For The Likes Of Me.
I Feel The Thunder
I'm Going Under
And I Can't Get Free.

If There Is A Heaven
I Don't Want To Hang Around This Hell.
I Could Be An Angel
Let God (slip? )out Of Heaven Back To Hell.

And I Say
I Wont Cry, No More Tears
I Wont Cry, No More Tears

Carry Me Away From Here
Cut The Crying And The See-through Tear
Make Emotion Dissappear
My Life Is Changing
I'm Re-arranging
Everything I Feel.