Is she outside? Is she looking out? Is she standing up? Where are her hands? Where are her eyes? Where are her feet? Where is her head? What is she thinking? Is she sleeping? What did she say? I think I’m hitting a wall I hate loving you as much as I do I think I’m running away The dark storm you bring I can’t take another day I think I’m hitting a wall I think I’m hitting a wall I hate my looks I hate them all I think I’m running away The storm you bring Can’t take another day I think i’m hitting a wall I think i’m hitting a wall I hate loving you as much as I do I think I’m running away I think I’m running away I think I hate my looks I hate them all I think I’m hitting a wall And I will not come back the same And I will not come back the same And I will not come back the same And I will not come back the same Is she going out? Is she going out? Is she going out?