There's nothing wrong with how you see the world
In fact all of us that share your good
Since you've been away, I've had time to pay
Too much attention to the day
There's been a big mistake
We're headed down the drain
We trusted everything
And now we're losing the game

We could have clued in to things that were happening
We were too into ourselves to move
And now lines of you
Are joining hands for truth
Some gave their lives for proof
Their words just lies construed

And I probably should, end this with some good
And that message from you from London will do
You lifted my blue
Passing the phone 'round the room
Spreading love like a fume
You need to come home soon

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Writer(s): Paul Hayden Desser