One
Flying in a jumbo jet
Driving in a Benz
Sailing into Saint Tropez
I can't seem to get ahead
Diving into Marianne
Jetting from the moon
Standing strong when no one dares
I'm nearby very soon
Standing tall, standing firm
Standing bold and proud
The only thing that can bring me down
Is when the sun is hidden by a cloud
I hear your voice
(there are thousand words)
I hear your call
(now someone must come first)
Sailing on ocean waves
Smiling at the stars
Running into million places
There must be life on Mars
But when I try to understand
I cannot hear the words
I can't grasp your explanation
Run it down once more
I hear your voice
(there are thousand words)
I hear your call
(now someone must come first)
Talking like a Roman priest
Speaking with mouth shut
Telling stories about what once
Was telling worth about
Writing like a solemn poet
Hemmingway is dead
Pencil strokes hurt like hell
My bearing's not ahead
Thinking 'bout a better world
Smiling at your kin
All those people smiling back
Yet someone must begin
And when I try to understand
There are thousand words
All saying that we all agree
Now someone must come first
I hear your voice
(I cannot hear the words)
I hear your call
(run it down one more)
I hear your voice
(there are thousand words)
I hear your call
(now someone must come first)
(I can hear you)
I hear your voice
(I can hear your call)
(I can hear you)
I hear your call
(now someone must come first)
Driving in a Benz
Sailing into Saint Tropez
I can't seem to get ahead
Diving into Marianne
Jetting from the moon
Standing strong when no one dares
I'm nearby very soon
Standing tall, standing firm
Standing bold and proud
The only thing that can bring me down
Is when the sun is hidden by a cloud
I hear your voice
(there are thousand words)
I hear your call
(now someone must come first)
Sailing on ocean waves
Smiling at the stars
Running into million places
There must be life on Mars
But when I try to understand
I cannot hear the words
I can't grasp your explanation
Run it down once more
I hear your voice
(there are thousand words)
I hear your call
(now someone must come first)
Talking like a Roman priest
Speaking with mouth shut
Telling stories about what once
Was telling worth about
Writing like a solemn poet
Hemmingway is dead
Pencil strokes hurt like hell
My bearing's not ahead
Thinking 'bout a better world
Smiling at your kin
All those people smiling back
Yet someone must begin
And when I try to understand
There are thousand words
All saying that we all agree
Now someone must come first
I hear your voice
(I cannot hear the words)
I hear your call
(run it down one more)
I hear your voice
(there are thousand words)
I hear your call
(now someone must come first)
(I can hear you)
I hear your voice
(I can hear your call)
(I can hear you)
I hear your call
(now someone must come first)
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