作曲 : Blind Mr. Jones, Franklin ...
  Forcing everyone to act the way you want.
 Forgetting everything, all the things you've learnt.
 You don't listen anymore to anything I say.
 And all that's gone before means nothing anyway.
 
 It's coming nearer, becoming clearer.
 
 Standing in this empty hall is keeping me from you.
 Confusing all our time and everything I do.
 Always standing there with nothing else to do.
 Always saying 'yeah, yeah, yeah'
 But I can see through you.
 
 It's coming nearer, becoming clearer
 With all the things you do.