Is It Still Raining Outside?

Iíd like to walk along a silver shore
Iíd like to get away from you
Iíd like to be alone forever more
Iíd like to be alone with you.

I show you things I think are obvious
You just make me think again
When I think Iíve found an open door
You slam it in my face

I am a slave, I am a whore
And I will wait outside your door

Itís not enough to be,
Itís not enough to be your
Itís not enough to be your friend.

We need these machines to stay alive
We need these prisons to be free
We need to suffer so that
We can buy a little harmony

We will not wait
We will not stay
We will not beg
We will not pay

Itís not enough to be,
Itís not enough to be your
Itís not enough to be your friend.