Hey you,
Out there in the cold, Getting lonely, getting old, Can you feel me?
Standing in the aisle, With itchy feet and fading smile, Can you feel me?
With your ear against the wall, Waiting for someone to call out, Would you touch me?
Would you help me to carry the stone? Open your heart, I'm coming home.
But it was only fantasy. The wall was too high, as you can see.
No matter how he tried he could not break free.
Don't tell me there's no hope at all.
Together we stand, divided we fall.
Out there in the cold, Getting lonely, getting old, Can you feel me?
Standing in the aisle, With itchy feet and fading smile, Can you feel me?
With your ear against the wall, Waiting for someone to call out, Would you touch me?
Would you help me to carry the stone? Open your heart, I'm coming home.
But it was only fantasy. The wall was too high, as you can see.
No matter how he tried he could not break free.
Don't tell me there's no hope at all.
Together we stand, divided we fall.
