I can't sleep because my bed's on fire
I can't cope for another hour, oh no
I'm tired of being tired
I can't sleep because my bed's on fire
I stay awake until the morning hour - indifferent
I'm running out of desire

To face another day in the city on my own
Although I am surrounded I carry this stone
It owns the weight of the world, but still it can't be found
Believe me I have tried
I'm sick of these words and all the consequences
They're always creeping up from behind..