All alone, all by myself, my stare is blank and cold
There's no turning back, the truth of life's unfold
The lights grow dim, an empty stage, the curtain's soon to fall
From the distance I hear the final call
The Final CallAll alone, all by myself, my stare is blank and cold There's no turning back, the truth of life's unfold The lights grow dim, an empty stage, the curtain's soon to fall From the distance I hear the final call |