How much more can your mouth hold From your wins separated again And what's it worth Now that you have found fame, fate Oh i see, it's been wiped clean No history, no trace of you or me So what's the smallest you can think Or feel, i fear Oh my dear, you are not the same Oh i see, it's been wiped clean No history, no trace of you Oh i see, it's been wiped clean No history, no trace of you or me