What, my friends, ever happened to predictability? The milkman, the paperboy, hell, evening tee vee.
Sometimes I... well, I miss my old familiar friends, waiting just around the bend.
EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK (everywhere you look)
THERE'S A HEART (there's a heart)
A HAND TO HOOOLD OOON TOOOOOOOO
EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK (everywhere you look)
THERE'S A FACE, OF SOMEBODY WHOOO NEEEDS YOUUUUUU
When you're lost out there, and you're all alone; a light is waiting, to carry youu hoooooooooome, EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK.
