It's now or never Or do we sit here wondering Who we are and how we've tried In this time are we loving Why this world isn't turning around In this way are we learning Or do we sit here yearning For this world to stop turning around In this time, are we

We got more than enough But there's one thing there's just not enough of Enough sun to make the whole world bright Here, here in this world Where do we go Where can we turn When we need some love It seems that love just can't be found Where, where do we

Could send her home again Ah, here she comes Here she comes, here she comes again The same old painted lady From the brow of the superbrain She'll scratch this world to pieces As she comes on like a friend But a couple of songs from your old scrapbook

Or are we alone? Is anyone left in this whole world? The human in me is long and missing Tell me, have you seen it? Have you seen it? I need something to believe in Tell me, are we alone? Where is the love? Where is the feeling?

I'm safe here in my mind I'm free to speak with my own kind This is my life, this is my life I'll decide not you Yeah I've left the world behind Keep the world with all its sin He's had enough He couldn't take anymore He found a place in his mind

So if I never get to say this to you Find a stream that leads toward the water of the divine You should still know, dry your eyes Come lay with me I'm right here When the world explodes Try to remember these words When the world explodes! In the darkest

There must be more to life than this How do we cope in a world without love Mending all those broken hearts And tending to those crying faces There must be more to life than living There must be more than meets the eye Why should it be just a case of

These are the tales of tomorrow It's turning our world 'round, it's upside down Riding the wave of this energy This here, this is our story This here's the journey of our lives We won't stop, this is our moment Get back our hopes because we're dreaming

I'll set you free if you follow me The hope is still not gone Somewhere behind the clouds Reach out touch the hand of God How far until the edge? These wrong ways are mine But the whole world can just go to hell This life is killing me My feelings inside

And experience robs me of hope Without thinking of them I said there's two kinds of men in this world and you're neither of them And his fist Cut the smoke I had an eighth of a second to wonder if he got the joke And in the car