I ain′t got nothing but money
Riding on the silver lane
I'm not waiting for a sign inside of me
Living in my sleep virgin nurserade
Are there some better ways
Maybe some pieces of today′s
Are there some better ways
Maybe some pieces of today's
Now I got to see what's inside of me
Where is that waiting caring place
Where is the life from outer space
All the things that I can say
Then I have some kind of friendly voice
That told me you will have a choice
And I′ve only myself to blame 'cause things will never be the same
And I′ve only myself to blame 'cause things will never be the same
Now I got to see what′s inside of me
Now I got to see what's inside of me