All your troubles will come after you
Find another to enslave
Tell your mouth to run away with truth
Take your secrets to the grave
Five years gone, and still I long
For living hands and chances past
Hear me wait, you close your eyes
Feel me even though I die
And when you grow old
We`ll have our time
Night will bring you `round to seein` me
I`ll stay silent in the day
Hot translucent is the breath I breathe
Touch transcendent time and space.
Five years gone and still I long
For living hands and chances past
Hear me wait, you close your eyes
Feel me even though I die
And when you grow old
We`ll have our time.
Sha-na-na-na-na-na-na