Lyrics: Matthew Perryman Jones. Amelia.

Sad like a melody
Sombodys symphony is striking a chord
Standing here looking by
Stumble around and find my way to your door

You wanna know ..
Why?
You wanna know ..
Why?

Hungry eyes, starving fire,
Killing to feed desire, what do you do?
We're born into vanity,
Bones feeling everything, are we alone?

You wanna know ..
Why?
Cause I wanna know ..
Why?

And say it Amelia
And say it's true
And that our lives were thought the dying we do, Amelia

And say it Amelia
And say it's true
And that our lives were thought the dying we do, Amelia

A beautiful melody,
Somebody's symphony is striking a chord