In your dreams, in your bed in everyone and in your head on the wall, it ain't white in every letter that you write
In the way people talk in the shape of stones and rocks he's your hero, he's your God he listens to this song and nods.... and nods
In a voice, in a sound when you're happy when you're down it will pass, things will change but you don't want to hear that
In the scent of the air on the clothes that people wear you feel love, so does he and he's telling you, "I'm here".... "I'm here" he's here.... he's here