You seem so glad my place is free Now you're dancing on my grave What a cruel way to treat a friend Live my life in dignity Well I must confess Looking for a place Everybody has to demonstrate And everybody has to see you wait Thinking of a real way to see What matters is the love that you give Remember all the thing that you've seen Does another go and never seen Nothing in my forgotten years Life got a little serious Give me real self-esteem It's buried in my P-A-S-T Give a lot, a whole lot recieved Heaven-sent T.N.T I can't go further, losing I can't go losing my mind Remember all the game have I tried Buried in my P-A-S-T We call love late at day Late at night I dropped in hate Dropping in a heaven fantasy Heaven knows what I'm gonna do Living in a lonesome avenue Done in the P-A-S-T Go without the love I receive K-R-I-A-E E-L-E-I-S-O-N Everybody, has got to demonstrate Everybody has a T-I-U He has things you'd never do Thinking in a real avenueWhat matters is the love that you give