Nowhere left to hide
Lying on the floor
She is looking at the ceiling
Wondering to herself
Why sheÕs always kneeling
SheÕs been here before
Accused of double dealing
But she canÕt help herself
ItÕs this crazy crazy
feeling
ThereÕs nowhere left to go
ThereÕs nowhere left to hide
ThereÕs nowhere you can run to pretty baby
From what you hide tonite
deep inside