In your dreams, in your bed
in everyone and in your head
on the wall, it aint white
in every letter that you write

In the way people talk
in the shape of stones and rocks
hes your hero, hes your God
he listens to this song and nods.... and nods

In a voice, in a sound
when youre happy when youre down
it will pass, things will change
but you dont want to hear that

In the scent of the air
on the clothes that people wear
you feel love, so does he
and hes telling you, Im here.... Im here
hes here.... hes here

Lalala, Lalala,......'