Gentlemen, lets broaden our mindnTreat us, treat us like were your ownnBuilt a pathway to the signsnLet the latter engage your desiresnnAnd ill watch you write a note, and address it to the stars, and somehow if it gets through, I will wave with our goodbyesnnWell its mainstay and everything fades away when they changenAnd I think its timenTo give notes another chance, and write away next to menSomething you said whats got to benThat im never putting down nThe way your words make my daynThe words, the finest that you sent downnI cut the line and these words go drynnThis is where the sky drops down nEnough to hitch a ride on omens flownnnGod himself is sure the wings are his, hell get your letter it was next on his listnnAnd ill watch you write a note and address it to the stars and somehow if we make it through, I will wave with my goodbyes(x2)