A Floating Life - Level 42

in your hands there's a photograph

you look up, she begins to laugh

so cold as she walks away

and you know that it's time to pay

you're caught in a web you spun yourself

face to face with your failure this very day

you call out her name you can't help yourself

but you need love like you need a - kick in the head

you worked hard for the things you own

fancy cars and a country home

gave it all for a glittering prize

to be a face people recognise

on the walls of your home there are works of art

but you stare at the picture - on the floor

the face of a man with an aching heart

it's no fun to be famous anymore

(you said )

this is a sad day

and I would gladly give it all away

in exchange

for a floating life

shed your tears for a shallow dream

let your cry be a primal scream

a song through the mists of time

a serenade to your concubine

you were wrong to believe she could set you free

you're trapped by the trappings - of success

and you know the she'll never let you be

'til the world knows the secrets - you confessed

(you said)

I see her cruel face

my heart is nothing but an empty space

and on this sad day

I would gladly give it all away

in exchange

for a floating life

neither asleep nor awake

losing control you start to shake

as the day begins to break

they're gonna shoot you down in flames

when that girl starts naming names

there's nowhere to hide from your shame