Mr. Charming but blind,
I see the way you hide
So modest, it sometimes shoots you down
You would never know how you brighten these tired eyes
Throwing pennies off bridges
wishing to back to the start
Your tired of chasing shadows
You'll see the light that'll take you home
now just
go back
just go back...

Will I be left uninspired?
A voice that'll make a song of anything
Think it must be cruel to be so young
While they'er selling youth in a bottle
I hope you don't believe them over me
You won't be wasting anything
time will wait for you to catch up

Your no stowaway
You got a mind worth a sight and words worth a listen
I'm taking back your troubled thoughts
And tossing them over my shoulder
Sharp remarks could never cut corners with you
You've got a heart of silver and lungs of gold
You can bet your bottom dollar that I'll see
you through