Could somebody give me an answera solution to fill up my space
As I take a peep out of the whole in my window
I see a land that is filled with disgrace
Now is it me, or did it used to seem better?
Now I tear grows in every man's eyebut the tear never once reached the surface
And the tree which 
I climbed slowly dies
Is that what its all about
Hiding our feelings away
Let the problem be that of another man
I'm living my life in this way
Far away from a troubled face
Is that what its all about?
A cure aint been found for my problem just yetbehind the wrought iron gate, it is there, 
I betbut the key got a caught in a fishermans net
With a dolphin the boy wanted for his pet
Well I know 
I aint getting no youngerpretty soon 
I guess I'll be extinctand all that 
I'll leave to rememberis this problem 
I once paused to think
Is that what its all about
Hiding our feelings away
Let the problem be that of another man
I'm living my life in this way
Far away from a troubled face
Is that what its all about?
Put it behind you
Turn a blind eye
Though you always know that its here
Living your life through the line of defence
I stand for myself, is that what its all about?