You see a sign It comes to you And whatever you say It was in his eyes
At twenty-five and sick of life and not the time to say 'I care to see the sign of a million eyes' but not the way to say 'I need to feel the love to feel the love'
As safe as sand we know this world To slide away this need to die
At twenty-five and justified to loose the time and say 'I care.' It's not a crime to find the will but it's not the way to say 'I need to feel the love to feel the love'
At twenty-five and sick of life and not the time to say 'I care to see the sign of a million eyes' and not the way to say I need
At sixty-five and justified to loose the time and say 'I care' It's not a crime to find the will, but not the way to say 'I need to feel the love to feel the love'