Testo di Insane

Insane, sitting in front of our windowpane Watching the clock as the hours were creeping along I sang a song, song, song, song... In truth, I was the one who was acting uncouth Holding you back from the curious tale of the night It wasn't right, right, right, right... No one else could feel the way I do No one else could feel the way I do Insane, sitting in front of our windowpane Watching the clock as the hours were creeping along I sang a song, song, song, song...