Paroles de This Is

This is: These are the hands of a tired man This is the old man's shroud These are the eyes of the blood crazed tiger... Staring at the maddening crowd This is the face of a teenage mother This is the child she bears This is the soul of her broken lover Searching for the smiles she shared These are the feet of the punished pilgrim And in his book of punished love You see his eyes You see no surprise... Waiting for a lie that's true Everybody hits you with this feeling Nobody seems to understand You stop, you look... You're searching for the meaning Wasting your life away These are the dreams of a sleeping father And in his long lost days He sees a child... He sees his eyes... Waiting for the price he's paid These are the tears of a fallen idol And in his smile of shattered love You see his eyes... You see no surprise... You just see lights, then realise Here with you No one here, but you No one moves, but you Nobody touches like you You... Nobody moves like you But everybody hits you Everybody knocks you down These are the feet of a punished pilgrim And to the book he prays You see his eyes You see no surprise You just see lights, then you realise