Where is the passion the love and the action that lies   Beneath all the glamour, the chores and the daily things you try?   They won't hear you, your face is clear   But your voice is not around   You give them reasons, they can't retrieve   Are you prepared for another round?      Where is the passion the love and the action that lies   Beneath all the glamour, the chores and the daily things you try?   They won't hear you, your face is clear   But your voice is not around   You give them reasons, they can't retrieve   Are you prepared for the second round?      Drawn tighter around your neck   Drawn tighter around your head   But this is how it sounds   When we both hit the ground      Stalking commotion, the bays and the oceans' might   You wander for hours but still you're lacking behind   They won't hear you, your face is clear   But your voice is not around   You give them reasons, they can't retrieve   Are you prepared for another round?      Drawn tighter around your neck   Drawn tighter around your head   But this is how it sounds   When we both hit the ground