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i've got a broken kind of love
i've got a heart made of steel
silk arteries and tissue
which tells me that i miss you
i've got a bottle full of pills
seems, i never get my fill
yeah, i take 'em for the pain
but it never seems to go away
it's not the things you do when you're alone
it's not the voice you hear on the telephone
maybe, if you find that you want to speak your mind
maybe, you can keep it to yourself
seems i sing from the bottom
of a cold and empty bottle
at least i know who i am
but don't misjudge me... that's not all i am
it's not the things you do when you're alone
it's not the voice you hear on the telephone
maybe, if you find that you've got to speak your mind
maybe, you can keep it to yourself
lead us on with your image
lead us on with your grand vision
lead us on with the power of song
you can lead us on, but you know we'll come around
you can lead us on, but you know we'll come around
you can lead us on, but you know we'll come around
you can lead us on, but you know... we will come around
maybe, i'll be coming home to you
