Flint & Feather

Lyrics

Waiting for a train; don't remember where I'm from
It's cold and I'm ashamed of the man I've become
I do not look the same when I look into the mirror
The lonely face looking back at me is the very thing I fear

It's raining in the streets and I'm in Amsterdam
All the people that I meet tell me I might be Amsterdamned
I do not look the same when I look into the mirror
The lonely face looking back at me is the very thing I fear

Now I'm waiting for a plane; can't forget how far I've come
'Cause life, it ain’t no game; sometimes it's cold and hard and rough
I've seen my share of pain and caused my share of tears
But the hurt that hides behind these eyes is the very thing I fear

I do not look the same; I cannot recognize
Behind the mask of shame and pain:
Greenish downcast cloudy bloodshot eyes
My greenish downcast cloudy bloodshot eyes
Greenish downcast cloudy bloodshot eyes