I can’t feel my own pulse beating    I’m down in the middle of the whole design    When you gonna make it better       Can’t see what it is you’re all seeing    #Don’t feel the cold and I don’t know why    I wont blame it on the weather    Come round here and make it better       I’m numb all over and    I can’t feel anything    A strange kind of wonderful       I see a broken man in the mirror    One part Jekyll, and one part Hyde    When you comin' round to see me       Can’t feel the rhythm of my own pulse beating    #Cross my fingers on the rolling dice    #When you coming over here   Tell me things will all get better       I’m numb all over and    I can’t feel anything    A strange kind of wonderful      *I can’t feel my own pulse beating    *Cross my fingers on the rolling dice       *I can’t feel my own pulse beating    *One part Jekyll, and one part Hyde       *Numb all over and    I can’t feel anything    A strange kind of wonderful