What's the matter, baby When I see you again Will it be over If I see you again Will it be the same Will your very best friend Will your great eyes still say What's the matter, baby, baby, baby

I know we'll be lovers again, darling I know we'll be lovers again It's a matter of time The one in the end, I was your friend Till you see that I'm I got pictures of you in funny poses Letters from you with pressed yellow roses I've got souvenirs of fun

I will see you again, oh This is not where it ends 'Till I see you again Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh I will carry you with me, oh Said goodbye, turned around And you were gone, gone, gone Faded into the setting sun, Slipped away

And I hear this calling still you don't seem so far at all And I hear this calling out My strengths been tested I wear the scars that prove I secretly crave, crave that scent again Still feel it pressing on me now Now with the onset, my flesh is

When the smoke is going down I climb the stage again this night 'Cause the place seems still alive Just when you make your way back home I find some time to be alone I go to see the place once more Just like a thousand nights before This is the place

So pride yourself on what you are, And hold them all to words they can't take back, I've seen a place (it comes) to me in dreams Where fires die but light still shines for us to see So come test me, so come break me, So come on intoxicate me With hands

Finally all the world will see. Rise again before the endless silence. Burn your soul before we'll all be free. Light the path beneath the blackened, burning sky! One final sacrifice, this night belongs to me. Turn back before the dawn of Winter. So far

Hello darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within' the sound of silence

Yeah, but if you look close you'll see 'Cause everybody's here Everybody's here, everybody's here but me I'm still breathing and my heart's still beating I might as well start living again And so I threw on a shirt, put on a jacket Went out to meet some

When the smoke is going down I climb the stage again this night 'Cause the place seems still alive Just when you make your way back home I find some time to be alone I go to see the place once more Just like a thousand nights before This is the place