the troggs
maybe the madman
Study your affection  Trace the minds and thoughts and untied wisdom Trapped behind your eyes How could you release the tension Created by your imagination Camouflaged  by knowing in the images you dwell upon That conflicts with the reality of life  Maybe the madman was right The sun travels on 'round the world and keeps shining while we sleep at night Maybe the sky doesn't cry The rain drops are just condensation our tears cry for children that lie  Building fairy castles in a hostile space of undiscovered skies Expressing childhood fantasies and a sense of all security  Explaining time and dreams of either life  Maybe the madman was right The sun travels on 'round the world and keeps shining while we sleep at night Maybe the sky doesn't cry The rain drops are just condensation our tears cry for children that lie  Helplessly I, searching  name to find the reason of all  And happiness a reason why we learned today  A purpose and uncertainty of Why we keep on living for tomorrow