Woorden: Manic Street Preachers. Enola/Alone.

The Statue of Liberty looks so solemn on the TV
100 percent risk of stepping outside
Every second too precious to try

My heart aches for Enola, from my birth a rellik, a killer
But all I want to do is live, no matter how miserable it is

Please sing to me a song, Enola/Alone
Please take me on home, Enola/Alone

I walk in the grass and I feel some peace at last
I walk on the beach and for once I feel some ease

I'll take a picture of you
To remember how good you looked
Like memory it has disappeared
Naked and lonely within my fears

Please sing to me a song, Enola/Alone
Please take me on home, Enola/Alone