When somebody says it can't be done
Till the end of the world I'll come undone,
And still I break my back the wrong way round
As I chase my dreams at the speed of sound

When somebody says theirs praises to be sung
I'll say there's no praise worth singing, cause the jobs never done
And still I break my back the wrong way round
As I bridge these gaps with a wall of sound

Could you ever see, that I would just let it be
Could you ever see, that I would just let it be

So come back at me, where has all your passion gone?
Look at me, where has all your passion gone?
Let your soul escape and let your spirit free

When somebody says it can't be done
Till the end of the world I'll come undone,
And still I break my back the wrong way round
As I chase my dreams at the speed of sound

So come back at me, where has all your passion gone?
Look at me, where has all your passion gone?
Let your soul escape and let your spirit free

So come back at me, where has all your passion gone?
Look at me, where has all your passion gone?
Let your soul escape and let your spirit free

Could you ever see, that I would just let it be
Could you ever see, that I would just let it be