The feeling of loneliness Has gone to rest The feeling of wanting love Is a feeling which feels best But when the dark side Turns to face at me A little man is all that is see A shallow wounded soul Called in despair With self inflicted pain And the heart laid bare This feeling of apathy Has gone away This mark of euphoria Is a mark I never betrayed But when the dark side Turns to face at me A little man is all that is see A shallow wounded soul Called in despair With self inflicted pain And the heart laid bare But when the dark side Turns to face at me A little man is all that is see A shallow wounded soul Called in despair With self inflicted pain And the heart laid bare