The Hunger

I am on the outside always looking in Living alongside your world, never within Sometimes there are moments I think I'm involved But I never seem to stay, don't seem to fit... I just don't belong I live at right angles to the people that I meet Because I am never still, not my soul and not my feet I could walk a thousand miles, ride a thousand more My life seems worthless, just like footprints on the shore Living on the outside, the emptiness I feel Living on the outside, ruled by the hunger From the first taste of this altered truth I knew I could not live the way that others do Nothing can seem to fill the emptiness inside So still I search, never ever wait for the time or the tide Living on the outside, the emptiness I feel Living on the outside, a wound that cannot heal Living on the outside, the emptiness I feel Living on the outside, ruled by the hunger All of the blood, all of the wine Will become the same in time Nothing can seem to fill the emptiness inside So still I search and never wait for the time or the tide I am on the outside, always looking in Living alongside your world, never within Living on the outside, the emptiness I feel Living on the outside, a wound that cannot heal Living on the outside, the emptiness I feel Living on the outside, ruled by the hunger