In your dreams, in your bed in everyone and in your head on the wall, it ain't white in every letter that you write in the way people talk in the shape of stones and rocks he's your hero, he's your God he lisens to this song and nods In a voice, in a sound when you're happy when you're down it will pass, things will change but you don't want to hear that in the scent of the air on the clothes that people wear you feel love, so does he and he's telling you, "I'm here" he's here...