The World Apart
Getting used to running against the wind
Haven't got the spirit by my side
Getting used to living alone
With whom I'd ever share the bone?
Now I feel the world
I feel the world
I feel the world apart
Strangled by the rhythm of these days
Dodging words that would cut me like a knife
Getting used to making a stand
Who's gonna ever take my hand?
Now I feel the world
I feel the world
I feel the world apart
Now I feel the world
I feel the world
I feel the world apart
Writer/s: Terence Holler
