The secret codes that we impose on ourselves

When we know we're wrong how wrong to right

To day and night I've seen all that I care to see and more

He's waiting, He's waiting for you

Lost again, my dearest friend

Looks like you're lost again, my dearest friend

Mayday, mayday, I'm calling on You

I need you here tonight

You're lost again my dearest friend I hope you find your way back home

May flights of angels, slowly guide you

Slowly guide you home