Here's a man
Who cannot hear a sound
His poor heart's pumping out

He's cold as stone

Shows enough

So you can just taste love
Then he will turn the knob
To another song


But it's alright
He can't fight you tonight

Paris and September's
Got him tongue-tied
Losing sight

Of this dark lord inside
Making up all your lies
Singing his tired old rhyme

Drawing out all your time
With his lines, with his lines


Here's a boy
That is set to destroy
These simple notes of joy

That spell defeat

Moves too fast

Through Berlin or Belfast
Because those walls don't last
An eternity


But it's alright
He can't fight you tonight

Paris and September's
Got him tongue-tied
Losing sight

Of this dark lord inside
Making up all your lies
Singing his tired old rhyme

Drawing out all your time
With his lines, with his lines


So
Just how far do you go
'Cause I'm alone

In California
And I've got time
If you've got one more flight

Across this divide
To California
I'm waitin' for ya

In California

But it's alright

He can't fight you tonight
Paris and September's
Got him tongue-tied

Losing sight
Of this dark lord inside
Making up all your lies

Singing this tired old rhyme
Drawing out all your time
With these lines, with these lines