Be clear every day, every evening
It calls here aloud from above
Carefully watched for a reason
Mistaking devotion and love
Surrendered to self-preservation
From others who care for themselves
But life as it touches perfection
Appears just like anything else
Isolation
Mother, I tried, please believe me
I′m doing the best that I can
I'm ashamed of the things
I′ve been put through
I'm ashamed of the person I am
Isolation
But if you could just see the beauty
These things I could never describe
Pleasures and wayward distraction
Is this my wonderful prize?
Isolation
Writer(s): Stephen Paul David Morris, Peter Hook, Bernard Sumner, Ian Kevin Curtis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
