Glass House

Goodbye old friend, my paranoid We'll meet again someday Life is running out, I guess I had enough I need to go now I used to live in a house of glass Where no one comes or goes Watching life outside I used to stand behind the door And hope the wind won't blow And mess my fears around It took me some to find out where to hide it Music like rain, over my deepest feelings Are you faking it Music like rain, over my deepest feelings Are you faking it Faking Life Goodbye old friend my paranoid We'll meet again someday Life is running out I guess I had enough I need to go now --- Glass House - Blackfield