歌词
Working every day and night
For some pocket change and a silly rhyme
Wondering is it worth it anymore
Mary says she's so fed up
She's gonna leave and make it stop
But she can't get quite out that door
Honey, I've been told all you have is your own soul tonight
And as the wind whistles through the trees
You can hear the sound of a million broken dreams
Honey, I've been told to listen to your own soul tonight
Going to school to make daddy proud
No one hears when you scream out loud
That you want to get out of this place
You're always caught up in their expectations
Your mind's devices and your obligations
But wipe that worried look off your face
Honey, I've been told all you have is your own soul tonight
And as the wind whistles through the trees
You can hear the sound of a million broken dreams
Honey, I've been told to listen to your own soul tonight
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Your words seem but hollow lies
A shallow script in a mundane life
But it's never too late to get out
Suburbia is a slow, slow death
A soft, luxuriant bed
But before you sink too deep to shout
Honey, I've been told all you have is your own soul tonight
And as the wind whistles through the trees
You can hear the sound of a million broken dreams
Honey, I've been told all you have is your own soul tonight
And as the wind whistles through the trees
You can hear the sound of a million broken dreams
Honey, I've been told to listen to your own soul tonight