I was lying on the inside; all snuggled, safe and warm,
Now I'm crying on the outside 'cause all my keys don't fit the door,
I'd survive in foggy weather, a little rainfall now and then, but I can't abide this endless desert storm of dry bones, sand, and wind.
And so I say, "I don't know why, I don't know why,"
The years go down, the years turn 'round, and now it's coming down...it's coming down again,
Was I ever on the inside?
Time was on my side for so long, 'til it said, "So long," to me,
Then it fled and left for dead this dying body, on some dead man's property,
Did I fall down on the first round?
Will I get up for the last?
Too many choices wrong, and, oh, so long forgotten, buried deep inside my little, shallow past.
What can I say?
I don't know why, I don't know why, (deep water, stranded high and dry)
The years go down, the years turn 'round, and now it's coming down...it's coming down again,
I looked happy on the outside to the world, to the world, say it again, yeah,
The years go down, the years turn 'round, and now it's coming down...it's coming down again,
I was happy on the outside to the world, to the world, to the world.
I realise I'm outside, yeah,
Every day, every night,
Will I ever get it right?
I realise you're inside.
You and me; could it be I'm set free?
I realise I'm outside, clinging to the past,
My world is dying and I keep on crying, watching every precious day...precious day go right on past,
So I'll say, "I don't know why, I don't know why everybody has to die,"
The years go down, the years turn 'round, and it's coming down...coming down 'til everybody's in the ground,
Are you happy on the inside?
To the world, to the world, say it again, yeah,
The years go down, the years turn 'round, and then it's coming down...coming down 'til everybody's in the ground,
Are you happy on the inside?
