Michael Learns To Rock You'll Never Know
Take a look around this lonely place Where mask is worn on every face and painted lips gently kiss the end of their cigarettes This world is dressed in such finess to cover all the emptiness We're standing here in between the pages of a magazine Chorus : You'll never know what I feel inside I'll never know what you think about Until we share what we keep in private Until we find what we're living without Our shadows move across the wall No promises no talk at all Inside the crowd we dance alone with faces made of stone Chorus