Intro : (x2)
So, so you think you can tell Heaven fro m Hell,
blue skies from p ain.
Can you tell a green f ield from a cold steel rail ? A smile from a veil ?
Do you think you can t ell ?
And did they get you tra de your heroes for ghosts ?
Hot ashes for tre es ? Hot air for a cold breeze ?
Cold comfort for cha nge ? And did you exchange
a walk on part in the w ar for a lead role in a cage ?
How I w ish, how I wish you were h ere.
We're just two lo st souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
runn ing over the same old ground. W hat have we found ?
The same old f ears,
wish you were h ere.