Who is that boy on your arm tonight?
i've never seen him around...

Have you seen the old tramp by the river
he lives alone in his plastic bags...

Some say that this pain won't last forever
but i think there are only seven years to go...

The feeling of being alone
never gets old...

Take my hand
i walk with you until the end...

I'm in the sky
among the clouds...

Times are changing
i've ended up into deep...

Rising sun falling in
shining moon shining so bright...

The end has got me dancing
twisting me into one giant knot...

It's all the same
this pleasure just ends in pain...

Every me and every you
and everything we all do...

This is a love lesson
our first to understand...