[ Featuring Kristine W. ]
I got a mirror, a bottle and a pen
The mirror is cracked
The bottle is empty
And my pen don't know where to begin
I've got a picture, a letter, and a song
The picture is torn
The letter is worn
And my tune has been sung before
Another show is over
And the lights have gone down
There's no flowers at my door
No, no callers come around, baby
But I'm glad to be alive and in the land of the living
Oh, I can't believe that I survived
And I'm in the land of the living
Can't believe that I survived
I saw the city, the lights and the music
The city is hard
The lights they have lied
The music just seems to have died
And I had my hope
I had my faith
Oh, my pride, yeah
And to hope I cling
To faith I am blind
And my pride I have left far behind
Another show is over
And the lights have gone down
There's no flowers at my door
Ain't no callers come around babe
But I'm glad to be alive and in the land of the living, babe
I can't believe that I survived
Still in the land of the living, baby
Can't believe that I'm alive
Still in the land of the living, baby
Can't believe that I survived
Oh no, I'm still in the land of the living
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
You see another night is over
And the curtain's come down
I see no flowers at my door
Oh, no one's comin' 'round, yeah
But I'm glad to be alive
Still in the land of the living
Bet you can't believe I survived
Still alive in the land of the living
Oh babe, I'm still alive
In the land of the living
I bet you, bet you can't believe
