Calling,
Calling your name.
All that you say goes in vain.
I would like to find you,
On a voyage,
That could find itself true.

Centre of a scene,
Where a man lies dying in the sun.
The concrete jungle sleeps at night.
Story ends.
Can't leave him alone.

Calling,
Calling your name.
All that you say goes in vain.
I would like to find you,
On a voyage,
That could find itself true.

Private world,
Moving fast,
I see your face in the distant past.
Time passes slowly.
Time passes slowly.
Time passes slowly.