"
You see a sign
It comes to you
And whatever you say
It was in his eyes
At twenty-five
and sick of life
and not the time
to say "I care
to see the sign
of a million eyes"
but not the way
to say "I need
to feel the love
to feel the love"
As safe as sand
we know this world
To slide away
this need to die
At twenty-five
and justified
to loose the time
and say "I care."
It's not a crime
to find the will
but it's not the way
to say "I need
to feel the love
to feel the love"