[Music & lyrics - D. Ott] A face with no emotion Lost in the television's glow He's slipping into darkness Not far from comatose With a bottle in his left hand A cigarette in his right He's drowning out the echo Of voices in the night Through the conversation The old me drifts away Hiding from the moment I long for yesterday I hear your voice so distant Calling out my name If only I could answer If we were still the same... Oh, but we've changed So what am I supposed to do And what am I to say? I feel a bit more paralyzed With every word you say And what about the change you want How can I succumb? When everything you want to do Leaves me awfully numb Awfully numb Stay for a moment Stay for while Join in on this masquerade Filled with regret and denial We are kindred spirits, Though parallel lines Running off in different directions Never to entwine No way to rewind We can't turn back time So we avoid the subject Our communication strained Sheltered in the small talk We wait for the other to change But the song remains the same... So what am I supposed to do And what am I to say? I feel a bit more paralyzed With every word you say And what about the change you want How can I succumb When everything you want to do Leaves me awfully numb Awfully numb A face with no emotion Lost in the television's glow He's slipping into darkness Not far from comatose