Songtexte:
Hidden In Plain View Other

so with the lights down ill be waiting all alone with my records playing a lonely song on this lonely christmas eve late december never seemed so cold

Ive put aside all my worries and my cares but now your in my dreams again, "what are you doing there?" am I the same? cause i dont feel the same or have

And i was on the verge of pulling back these words and missing you tonight but you come to far don't dare to resist i'm coming clean and feeling emptiness

Now I'll keep reaching for a time when all the heart we've put in will find its way back to us and fill our lives with feeling Its a passion undescribed

: At the brink of Hell an island swims in lakes of fire by the darkened plains Deserted and dead it declares its place By spewing it's magma like blood

rich or middle class ... (Eva:) My father's other family were middle class Screw the middle classes! I will never accept them! And we were kept out of sight, hidden from view

!), gattaca days, attica paper scattered, diagonal mahogony boggled the train savage, to boxed the botanically inclined child slave labor, blades clipped the perfect petal now play later, play

were rich or middle class ... (Eva:) Screw the middle classes! I will never accept them! My father's other family were middle class And we were kept out of sight, hidden from view

were rich or middle class ... (Eva:) Screw the middle classes! I will never accept them! My father's other family were middle class And we were kept out of sight, hidden from view