Interpret:

Bruce Dickinson

Album:

Alive In Studio A (cd 1) [Alive In Studio A]

We all have secret lives, in our secret rooms 
Living in our movies, humming our own tunes 
Living life in camera, when the night is closing down 
Sliding into darkness, you could be like me 


Where are you going? What are you doing? 
Why are you looking at the camera's eye? 
Where are you staying? Why are you leaving? 
We watch you breathing through the camera's eye 


We all make up our faces, the make-up of the clown 
Happy leaving traces of our childish background 
Pointing at the sky, we can watch the stars 
You think you're all alone, but you never are... 


Where are you going? What are you doing? 
Why are you looking at the camera's eye? 
Where are you staying? Why are you leaving? 
We watch you breathing through the camera's eye 


They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now 
They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now 


They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now 
They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now 


Where are you going? What are you doing? 
Why are you looking at the camera's eye? 
Political sleazes, se**** divas 
We watch your heart beating through the camera's eye 


Where are you going? What are you doing? 
Why are you looking at the camera's eye? 
Political sleazes, se**** divas 
We watch your heart beating through the camera's eye