How many more times will you say that you love me
How many more times will you wake up beside me
You think that you told me what id like to hear
But i think you should tell me how you really feel
Ill be your pawn, ill be your king
Ill bear your scorn, ill wear your ring
Our feet wont hardly touch the ground
We'll float away, without a sound
You want to reach out and touch my hands
Your promise you'll do everything, everything, everything, you can
Now how does it feel that i strung you along
Your bound to try to conceal that maybe you had it wrong
There's too many true feelings youve had to contain
When you wake up tomorow will you still feel the same
Nederlands 
De biografie van Powderfinger
