Nowhere left to hide

 

 

Lying on the floor

She is looking at the ceiling

Wondering to herself

Why sheÕs always kneeling

SheÕs been here before

Accused of double dealing

But she canÕt help herself

ItÕs this crazy crazy feeling

 

 

ThereÕs nowhere left to go

ThereÕs nowhere left to hide

ThereÕs nowhere you can run to pretty baby

From what you hide tonite

deep inside