Sweat on my conscience, sweat on my brow
Sweat on my pillow, almost every night
Breathing sound like thunder in the ears
Words are poisoned arrows from ___
And the feel of it is - walking on air
And the sound of it is - just like breaking glass
And the smell of it is - that make it a motion
But the truth of it is - it's the same old love, pain and sorrow
Liquid love, like acid rain
Pouring down on my soul. Am I insane?
'Cause the worst of it is - my desire
And the dream of it is - a brown skin girl
And the shock of it is - just like ice in my mouth
But the end of it is - it's the same old love, pain and sorrow
It's the same old love, pain and sorrow
Same old love, pain and sorrow