The need to know gives a strange reaction The need to know k**s my soul, my pa**ion When will I know, just how far this goes I feel the glow of a man whose tasted woe Fail each time, strong in mind Turn each page that you wrote Now and then you'll se me there always pale Whit despair The safe release bears no threat or danger The tide is weak, but may welcome stranges This joy it seems maybe just a dream A soul unclear, like a man whose tasted woe Fail each time, strong in mind Turn each page that you wrote Now and then you'll see me there always pale Whit despair