Текст песни: Voltaire. Parade.

you know it's true, we're both the same
in a storm of words we get lost in what is said
you know me, and you see through me
so why are you confused by the things i say and do
do you know me?

you see the strain upon my face
please don't rain on my parade
it comes to light, it comes in waves
it's gone too late

it goes astray, it goes too far
and you said 'it's clear, i know where all your buttons are.'
it's not so strange you know, it's not too queer
that i know they're their
cuz i'm the one that put them there
exactly as you fear

i know you and i see through you
so why am i surprised by the things you say and do
i don't know why

i see the strain upon your face
i won't rain on your parade
it comes to light, it comes in waves
it's gone too late

don't steal the smile from off my face
please don't rain on my parade
it comes to light, it comes in waves
it's gone too late

i know that i can't replace you
and it would be a lie to say that i could ever try

don't steal the smile from off my face
please don't rain on my parade
it comes to light, it comes in waves
it's gone to late

you see the strain upon my face
please don't rain on my parade
it comes to light, it comes in waves
it's gone too late
it's gone too late
it cuts two ways
it cuts two ways
it's gone too late