Nid ydych chi, roeddech chi'n newid,
Needing you just tore me down.
Here I stand in isolation,
Feeling emptiness and doubt.
Walking down on
Broken highway,
Stuck in children,
Rain and sweet.
Did your mother
Ever tell you
That the joyful
Are the free?
I need to love it
Like an infant needs a dime.
I need to love it
Like a poet needs a rhyme.
Here I stand
In isolation
In isolation
In isolation
In isolation
In isolation
In isolation
In isolation
In isolation
In isolation
In isolation
Walking down on
Broken highway,
Diolch am wylio'r fideo.
Diolch am wylio'r fideo.
Diolch am wylio'.
Diolch am wylio'r fideo.
Diolch am wylio'r fideo.