You’re like silver
Almost gold
No one touches you
How does it feel?
 
When you’re living like a tree
Which is not getting old
And you’re changing like the weather
How does it feel?
 
People kneeling down
Listening to those words of you 
But only you can hear
How does it feel?
 
When you’re all alone
And you’re naked in the sun
And you’re turning circles 
Round and round

Some people think you’re a clown
Disappearing all night long
It’s so hard to divine 
You’re a cameleon
Will you ever show us 
The real side of you
Can you take a look below
cause we’d like to know
 
You’re like silver
Almost gold
No one touches you
How does it feel?
 
When you making a day
And you’re feeding the night
Fear is keeping time 
like an ice-break down
 
Can you face 
this ideology
even day becomes night
real quite soon
 
Some people think you’re a clown
Disappearing all night long
It’s so hard to divine 
You’re a cameleon
Will you ever show us 
The real side of you
Can you take a look below
cause we’d like to know