Baby you're a dreamer You don't know what I need, yeah Now I know you got heart But come back from the stars 'Cause baby you're a dreamer And we all have a dream, yeah We can't live in the dark I can't see where you are Before the nightmare comes to play

Hey Billy son where are you now Don't you know that we need you now With a ra-ta-ta and the old kow-tow Where are Billy's bones resting now Billy ran around with the rare old crew And he knew an arsenal from Tottenham blue We'd be a darn sight better of

Death from within On the march, no place to run Time has come, no where to hide The moon is red, no one is safe From spilling blood, no living thing survives Here they fight, regretting nothing Here you die, the walls are caving in Nothing left, a lethal

Where have you gone, from me? The one that I loved endlessly. Does it have to be so cold in Ireland? Does it have to be so cold in Ireland, for me? Are they ready for me? Here is a story Of hope and of glory. He's eighteen years old And well I fell in

This time I'm ready to run Escape from the city and follow the sun 'Cause I wanna be yours 'Cause you wanna be mine I don't wanna get lost in the dark of the night Wherever you are is the place I belong 'Cause I wanna be free And I wanna be young I'll

And wherever you've gone And wherever we might go It don't seem fair Your lights reflected now Reflected from a far We were but stones Your light made us stars Today just disappeared I've used hammers made out of wood

All we gotta do is, listen Imagine it, anywhere More than miles I'll take you there Know one day from the sky, we'll be as one Now here we are Let's hit the road And away we go

Woke up this morning, was a chill in the air Went into the kitchen, your cigarettes were lying there Your jacket hung on the chair where you left it last night Everything was in place, everything was all right But you were missing Last night I dreamed

As long as you're a black man, you're an African So don't care where you come from No mind your nationality You've got the identity of an African Don't care where you come from You have got the identity of an African 'Cause if you come from Clarendon

(Africa, Africa) So what you know about Yo, in case you ain't know I go by the name of Akon and I'm from Home of the Goree Islands I'm from Senegal, West-side So I'ma share with you where I'm from And how I was comin' up So what you know about the