(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z)
We all have secret lives
In our secret rooms,
Living in our movies,
humming our own tunes
Living life in camera,
When the night is closing down,
Sliding into darkness,
You could be like me
Where are you going?
What are you doing?
Why are you looking
At the camera's eye?
Where are you staying?
Why are you leaving?
We watch you breathing
through the camera's eye
We all make up our faces
The make up of the clown,
Happy leaving traces,
Of our childish background,
Pointing at the sky,
We can watch the stars
You think you're all alone,
But you never are
Where are you going?
What are you doing?
Why are you looking
At the camera's eye?
Where are you staying?
Why are you leaving?
We watch you breathing
through the camera's eye
They ain't watching you
They ain't watching you now
They ain't watching you
They ain't watching you now
They ain't watching you
They ain't watching you now
They ain't watching you
They ain't watching you now
Where are you going?
What are you doing?
Why are you looking
At the camera's eye?
Political sleazes,
Sexual divas,
We watch your heart beat
Through the camera's eye
Where are you going?
What are you doing?
Why are you looking
At the camera's eye?
Political sleazes,
Sexual divas,
We watch your heart beat
Through the camera's eye
Ah, ah, ah...