Can't you accept this flower hasn't grown? Kick away the petals and come home This is all she said But there's something in me cold within me A beast inside me, bold inside me
I find myself in chains I find myself in chains
But if I had some time I'd use it this time Fix myself I will, I hope it's this time And if I could only see the subtle things you see I'd think myself so brave in victory
Step inside everything, everything's all clear Maybe I could find some inspiration here Because it's time to fix this thing It's time to fix this thing
But if I had some time I hope it's this time Escape to somewhere beautiful Then maybe I could really see the subtle things you see I'd consider it such rare and privileged company
No, no, no, no But never again, never again, never again I'm just too close to winning And I find myself in chains And it's time to fix this thing
'Cos if I had some time I'd use it this time Escape to something beautiful 'Cos underneath the steel and rust and oil and shit There's chrome just shining chrome
A mirror finish of my own
Alive inside this chrome, home, home, home
Compositores: Brian James Futter (Catherine Wheel), Robert Peter Dickinson (Rob Dickinson) ECAD: Obra #29227298