This Secret Life Lyrics
John Hiatt
I dreamed I was being kept alive
To bear the brunt of a family joke
About which no one spoke
To multiply and divide
This hideous thing, this human kind
With something else on his mind
I was going to bed
You were saying,
To bear the brunt of a family joke
About which no one spoke
To multiply and divide
This hideous thing, this human kind
With something else on his mind
I was going to bed
You were saying,