What's to bow for Spilling your heart on the floor Wasting yours, and my precious time For peace of mind, for peace of mind After the curtain falls Mind rings empty on the paper church walls The little quiet that I know Become a storm, become a storm Sadly, what I've said and what I've done Is nothing in comparison To what I need as a mend To feel it's worth to do it again What's to bow for Spilling your heart on the floor Wasting yours, and my precious time For peace of mind, for peace of mind After the curtain falls Mind rings empty on the paper church walls The little quiet that I know Become a storm, become a storm For peace of mind, for peace of mind For peace of mind, for peace of mind Become a storm, become a storm