There's a thousand watchful eyes,
Five hundred judging mouths,
They're all around.
And I've got nowhere to hide.

There's a thousand loving friends,
thousand people, who care.
They point their fingers,
They continue to stare.

Each day I wake up, and got nowhere [bad word] 
I have to perform, I have to achieve
But when all of my advisors are gone,
Whom should I believe?

When you look onto the Universe, it's looking back here.
But there's nobody here. It's just me.

I've got a thousand reasons for you,
thousand words to deny,
To decline the [bad word] 
To throw it back in your eye.

It's a thousand times that hard
To make your own mind, what to let inside
And what to forget.
And there's nowhere to hide.

Each day I wake up, and got nowhere [bad word] 
I have to perform, I have to achieve
But when all of my advisors are gone,
Whom should I believe?

When you look onto the Universe, it's looking back here.
But there's nobody here. It's just me.