There's a secret place I like to go Everyone is there but their face don't show If you get inside you can't get out There's no coming back, I hear them shout Welcome to my hide away, my secret place How I arrived I can't explain You're welcome to, if you

There's nothing to lose There's nothing to gain When no one knows your name But the days don't seem to change My notebook will explain And I can't fight the pain Need more friends with wings All the angels I know Put concrete in my veins

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Roman Calvary choirs are singing I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled

Never meet my new friends It's hard to explain I'm never gonna see you again And you'll never meet my new friends Maureen, I miss you I just can't explain I wish you could meet my new friends Walking along the subway listening to

The way you look tonight But it's something about the way you look tonight Takes my breath away And I can't explain It's that feeling I get about you, deep inside And I can't describe There was a time I was everything and nothing all in one When you

I'm upraised a feeling I can't explain My soul aches still searching is my refrain I, I still believe A lifetime of searching Questioning existence and purpose From the setting sun To the vast expanses Death from birth in reverse

O me o my I can't explain She might just be my everything Do you think I'm being foolish if I don't rush in? I'm scared to death that she might be it That the love is real, that the shoe might fit She might just be my everything and beyond (beyond) Space

I'm on some kind of drug Fire be burnin' in my hotel room Come through, champagne be poppin' System be knockin' in my hotel room Can't explain all the ways you get me high Can't explain, don't keep me waiting all night Girl, come through, them bath water

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Roman Calvary choirs are singing I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled

There's nothing to lose There's nothing to gain When no one knows your name But the days don't seem to change My notebook will explain And I can't fight the pain Need more friends with wings All the angels I know Put concrete in my veins