Mad in a way but I donīt say,
Itīs what youīre used to.
I got the words but canīt convey.
I know youīll turn it all around,
Cause thatīs the rhythms that you go through
Get it back and youīre not obliged to say,
Not intact but youīre better off anyway.
Somehow itīs never up to me.
What if I would say?
Simple words I canīt relate.
I donīt place upon your view,
Itīs the rhythms that you go through.
I know what I want,
You just take me through the motions.
I know what I want,
And thatīs more than you can say.
Since you found me out,
Since you found me out,
Since you found me out,
Since you found me out.
Your story still remains
Itīs so unlike still you stay the same,
And all the while youīre counting on your day to come,
But nothing ever told you.
You would say that itīs only for a day.
Yesterdayīs last week tomorrowīs on its way.
And Iīm falling faster all the time.
What if I would say?
Simple words I canīt relate.
What came easy is now too late.
And it was always standing right in front of me.
I know what I want,
You just take me through the motions.
I know what I want,
And thatīs more than you can say.
All the time you thought worth saving,
You still end up with memories fading.
After all that you wouldnīt do,
It makes no sense, but itīs that rhythms that you go through.
I know what I want,
You just take me through the motions.
I know what I want,
And thatīs more than you can say. I know what I want,
You just take me through the motions.
I know what I want,
And thatīs more than you can say.
Since you found me out,
Since you found me out,
Since you found me out,
Since you found me out.