Hombre de Lata

I'm going to talk, talk without speaking
It's my voice
That arises uncontrollably
Where is the tin man
Where are you

Nothing serves me if you don't stand out in the crowd
It was you
Sweet illusion
It was me
A tin man
Without thinking
You gave me a heart
Without speaking
I gave away my voice
Where is the tin man
Where are you

Nothing serves me if you don't recognize me in the crowd
And while I
Rust, wear out, burn without your control
Where is the tin man
Where are you

Nothing serves me if you don't recognize me in the crowd
Where is the tin man
Where are you

Nothing serves me if you don't recognize me in the crowd