Testo Beauty Of The Beast

Walking a fine line, between you and me Never quite knowing, which voice to believe Idle eyes watching, a face in a crowd It's you that I see, and you don't make a sound I can't feel for any other She's the beast inside of me Beauty of the Beast (oh, oh, oh) Beauty of the Beast (oh, oh, oh) Running the tight rope, to reach the end Stopping half way, to catch my breath No net to catch you if you fall But that's the chance you'll have to take This face could turn a man to stone If you look her in the eye You'll never find your way back home If you answer her cry