Taking in the doldrums
How could we foresee
Terrible addictions

Houses that were out of reach
For me, From me


Hey you got a story -
Would you trade with mine?
Stubborn paths to glory

Always two inches behind
Behind


Hey there is a story -
No one likes to tell
Yeah - it's the story

of little boy
Who went through hell


If you have no reasons
To come here again
I may never see you

Remember your friend
(your friend)