When I look at you I see me We will always be part of history Forever I will always be I can't wait to hear your voice again I am far from lonely but without you I'm a mess I close my eyes and drift away And I'm wondering what you're doing now Mind and

These are the lies I have created This is the story of my life I've been thinking of everything I used to want to be Of me, of you and me I'm in the middle of nothing And it's where I want to be Why at the bottom of everything

An all to ordinary story Egoism dictates human relation A world where fashion outshines morality Here success is written in blood-red colors Designed by the thirst for power Gather the faithful and propose a toast To the epoch of indifference With

A hero comes home Though wide he may roam He goes where no one has gone He will return Out of the mist of history He'll come again

She's a poor girl This is a story 'bout a poor girl, a story that you ought to know She lived all alone in a one room flat on a street where the lights are low Every night about the same time she'd go and put her glad rags on Go to the place where

We were here Roaming on the endless prairie Writing an endless story Building a Walden of our own Grieving the saddened faces Conquering the darkest places Time to rest now and to finish the show And become the music, one with alpenglow Together we slay

So die alone So say your prayers 'Cause I ain't leaving here without you This is the one thing that I won't do One snap for the dying One click to end the day Another story with a mangled scene It couldn't happen any other way You wanna talk about it?

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

Yesterday is history All we have is this moment So why don't you be here with me? Be here with me now Tomorrow's unspoken To put our love into motion Can you tell me Who called the race? Can anyone stay in one place?

Cowboys and angels There's a want and there's a need There's a history between We ride side by side A cloud of dust, a ray of light My touch is her temptation Her kiss is my salvation She's sweet, I'm wild, we're dangerous Girls like her and guys like me