[Storyteller.]

Empty spaces - what are we living for?
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score.
On and on; does anybody know what we are looking for?

Another hero - another mindless crime,
behind the curtain, in the pantomime.
Hold the line!

Does anybody want to take it anymore?

The show must go on;
the show must go on, yeah.
Inside my heart is breaking,
my make-up may be flaking,
but my smile still stays on.

Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance.
Another heartache - another failed romance.
On and on, does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess I'm learning; I must be warmer now.
I'll soon be turning, round the corner now.
Outside the dawn is breaking,
but inside in the dark I'm aching to be free.