Where is the passion the love and the action that lies Beneath all the glamour, the chores and the daily things you try? They won't hear you, your face is clear But your voice is not around You give them reasons, they can't retrieve Are you prepared for another round? Where is the passion the love and the action that lies Beneath all the glamour, the chores and the daily things you try? They won't hear you, your face is clear But your voice is not around You give them reasons, they can't retrieve Are you prepared for the second round? Drawn tighter around your neck Drawn tighter around your head But this is how it sounds When we both hit the ground Stalking commotion, the bays and the ocean's might You wander for hours but still you're lacking behind They won't hear you, your face is clear But your voice is not around You give them reasons, they can't retrieve Are you prepared for another round? Drawn tighter around your neck Drawn tighter around your head But this is how it sounds When we both hit the ground