Behind the scenes
You cannot hear those things unknown
So desperate to know it all
Things that you must not see
Things that you shouldn’t hear
Could you try to come a little closer
Behind the scenes
Somewhere, Somehow
Could you have a camera trick?
Take a shot
Get in public
Is that cool?
I just want to be behind the scenes
Coz if I just want to talk
I’m going to sing it in a whisper anyway…
I’m going to show it in the film
And when there’s pain
Go on watch my sorrow
First I walk around
And I’ll walk-out
You’ll come near me
And walk slowly
I won’t let you see the rest of me…
For anymore
Any longer,
Behind the scenes…
11/3/07
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