Soul Doubt

Sometimes I feel my life is going `round in circles<br>Beneath my eyes are bluish black<br>There`s nothing new, no one I wanna talk to<br>Nothing I wanna think about, I got soul doubt<br>I stick My head out of the window, it`s closed<br>Instead of air, I get glass stuck in to my head<br>The city`s sounding, and I can`t seem to stop the pounding<br>Can`t keep my thoughts from flying `round<br>Can`t keep my thoughts from flying `round<br>Not sure what I am thinking about, I got soul doubt<br>A shameless display, wearing a smile full of pain<br>A frameless Erte, a painting without a signature<br>She`s waiting for someone to save her<br>As I pass her I see Cinderella<br>She dosen`t fit into the slipper<br>Like she fits in a bottle of liquor<br>There`s no one to take her away<br>Her eyes meet mine, she sees right through me<br>The question is asked, Whatcha` gonna do for me?<br>I don`t want nothin`, just a connection<br>I gotta know what she`s all about<br>Cause I know she`s been there --<br>Soul doubt<br>I stick my head out of the window once again<br>This time I see a thousand faces all too clear<br>They wear the same expression, I`ve seen in my face<br>So many times, I know exactly how they feel<br>I know exactly how they feel<br>I know just what they think about<br>They`ve got soul doubt