It Wasn’t Good Enough

I will see you
At the start
I will see you
In my heart
There's no faces in the dark

I will touch you
With my televised hands
I will touch you, no
With all my future plans
Don't you dare ask me what kind of man I am, oh no, mmm

Here comes the giver
With his palms at his side
A steady stranger, no
Fighting love in the night
We all see the wrong in the right, mmm

I don't mind that it's going all the time
I don't mind that it's going all the time
I don't mind that it's going all the time
My dreams are dust and cannot be found, no