Текст песни melanie baker - The Cynic

Who are you and who am I?
Are we pretending or are we really alive?
How will we know which one of us is real?
How will we know who is wrong and who is right?

I don't know myself very well anymore
Things that used to make sense must have got lost in the storm
When did it all change?
When did I start to be
Someone who doesn't feel very much like me?

Was it lost lovers or was it the fears
Was it the friendships I've lost over years?
Was it the changes or was it the fall or
Was it the stories that I've never told?
Was it the people or was it the life
or was it the songs that I couldn't write?
Or was it just me
Is this just fate
Is this the person that I'm meant to be
meant to be
meant to be

Am I naive or am I just lonely?
Cos I've given up on a world I once thought was holy
I was the oceans and I was the trees
so why does this place feel so unfamiliar to me?

The cynic in me is calling my name
I seem to be miserably losing this game
of trusting and loving and wanting to be
the best and the worst
but the cynic in me is winning

When did it all change?
When did I start to be
Someone who doesn't feel very much like me?