Something's creeping in my mind Something's sleeping in my heart Like a vision of after-war A wind vacant factory See the burning dress See the symbol melts Lost and low Lost and low Absent friend in my mind Like a spiritual need Absent friend in my eyes A spiritual healing Absent friend in my brain Touching the holy hand Absent friend in my frame Touching the inland Should I wait for the judgement day To know the real answer
The vision of the new world See the shining star That dances with the sould A light in the blank has come But disappeared away And it never, never came back Absent friend in my mind Like a spiritual need Absent friend in my eyes A spiritual healing Absent friend in my brain Touching the holy hand Absent friend in my frame Touching the inland Maybe he'll look and talk In another clean world The believer knows the way Maybe, maybe