You´ve got it all between your fingers. What you want you just can´t grab. You want it, all...What you want you just can´t have. Sand sifts through, with my disgust. And with my sympathy, chains lay in rust. You want someone to hold you together. But you´re way too "strong", you´re way too proud. You want someone to be around. What you want, you need gone. It´s old, it´s dirty, it´s cold outside, it´s loneley, it´s ugly, it´s all around.