Lyrics

Haven't seen the sun
Haven't seen my dears
Feeling pervert
A wooden soul in denial
Life of a loner
Life on a shutter island

I've seen the loner
I've seen the liar
A perfect match for the crash
A perfect match for desire

Now you know that these things really matter
Now you know that you are hurting you child
Now the pain is broken you've blasted it
Now you can go and grab your guitar

Now the pain is broken you've blasted it
Now you can go and grab you guitar

A proper now I will spend on this carpet
Lay down now, lay down

Chase your dreams now

Don't, don't chase them out
Chase your dreams now

Don't, don't chase them out