OMD. Area. Zeneszám

There is a time and place where reason fades away.
And this is the consequence when there's nothing left to say.
Where are the dreams you had when nothing could go wrong?
Where are the words you need when something must be done?
All these senses disappear, all that's left is hope and fear.
Oh, oh, oh, oh...

You're in the area behind your understanding.
You're in the area where thoughts are too demanding.

There are sometimes when you think you understand.
Then the circumstance won't justify the plan.
How many times have feelings vanished in your head?
How many times must they be lost before they're said?
All these senses disappear, all that is left is hope and fear.
Oh, oh, oh, oh...

You're in the area behind your understanding.
You're in the area where thoughts are too demanding.