Sweat on my conscience, sweat on my brow Sweat on my pillow, almost every night Breathing sound like thunder in the ears Words are poisoned arrows from ___ And the feel of it is - walking on air And the sound of it is - just like breaking glass And the smell of it is - that make it a motion But the truth of it is - it's the same old love, pain and sorrow Liquid love, like acid rain Pouring down on my soul. Am I insane? 'Cause the worst of it is - my desire And the dream of it is - a brown skin girl And the shock of it is - just like ice in my mouth But the end of it is - it's the same old love, pain and sorrow It's the same old love, pain and sorrow Same old love, pain and sorrow