Would the real man hiding show his weary eyes,
I would much appreciate he quit with all the lies,
Long ...[?]... you know i have come to despise,
My hair grows thin you know but i grow no more wise,
When lonely days turn into nights,
I pull myself back from the fire
You have got to let me know your,
Give it i should stop looking for,
Would the real man pacing please show his weary face,
I would much appreciate he look the other way,
I've done a lot of things to put my dreams at bay,
But when it all came down it let me with no grace [?]
Well lonely nights turn into days,
I ask myself what? why? which way?
You have got to let me know your,
Let me know your name [?],
Give it i should stop looking for,
You have got to let me know your,
Let me know your name [?],
Give it i should stop looking for,
You have got to let me know your,
Let me know your name [?],
Give it i should stop looking for,