He spent a lot of time
Dragging himself down
He was running out of time
To turn his world to gold
Today
A wall of tears was in the crowd
I met him a corridor
His well-known soul
Rose to the sun
He’s the one...
He’s the one...
He’s the one...
He spends a lot of time
In someone else’s dream
He can’t have grace
By any other means
Today
I’ve called him up to hear any voice
I’ll scream till fall
He’s the one...
He’s the one...
He’s the one...
One by one
Are drying hours
Farewell
Stay...