The Hiding Place (Psyche)

The city street's like an exhibition I held your picture in my hand A lifetime in your eyes Remember how you wanted me The hidden scars you'll never see And the sound of us breathing This is our hiding place Another warm embrace When will they ever learn? It's like a vision in the hands of fate Religion on the monitor A word that breaks my soul No one left to rescue me Just unfinished melodies We're on the silver screen Even the greatest stars Are alone in the looking glass Are alone tonight