There are faces, there are smiles, so many teeth, too many arms and legsnAnd eyes and flashing buttons all around menI’m a-watching, I’m a-breathing, I’m a-pushing, I’m a wishingnThat these walls would not be talking quite so loudlynI have lost it once before I’ve pulled myself up from the floornAnd I am looking for a reason to stay standingnBut sometimes it’s just too much or not enough or something elsenIt’s so much bigger than my head, it’s too demanding nnSometimes the fastest way to get there is to go slownAnd sometimes if you wanna hold on you got to let go nnI’m gonna close my eyesnAnd count to tennI’m gonna close my eyesnAnd when I open them againnEverything will make sense to me thennnI have met so many people, we’ve exchanged so many wordsnWe’ve said it all and we’ve said nothing but it’s changed usnI have know a lot of men, some were lovers, some were friendsnBut all together were they merely passing strangers?nThey’ll control you with their silence, they’ll control you with their wordsnAnd you’ll control them with your body’s coded signalsnIn the wild, entangled gardens of our insecuritiesnWe lose our heads into eachother’s hidden pitfalls nnSometimes the fastest way to get there is to go slownAnd sometimes if you wanna hold on you got to let go nnI’m gonna close my eyesnAnd count to tennI’m gonna close my eyesnAnd when I open them againnEverything will make sense to me then nn1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-ten... nn