You're the first thing I think of
Each morning when I rise...

I'll say it now before it ends.
And trust me, it's true...

When is it enough money?
When is it enough busy-ness...

When will you see?
It's not your pain...

Whispering my name
Hiding away...

Why do I feel that I am alone?
Why do I cry the tears I cry...

Why did i sit there
as you told me those lies...