My money's on the return of Alexander so I think so, think so
It's been such a time I don't remember when he was here so I think so, I know
We must be careful to loose our heads
Read what he wrote as we lay for bed
My money's on the return of Alexander he can show me, show me
Why not a word not a call or written letter did he send me, said he
We must be careful to loose our heads
We write a story of those who bled
What could he say to me
I've got a fantasy
I've got memories
Reasons that we should be
When I was younger I was cold
Alexander looked out for me
Now I realise I was blind
He was only from inside
My money's on the return of Alexander there's a few things, I know
He should have built, should have fixed and should have soothed for those who think so, I know
We must be careful to loose our heads
Read what he wrote as we lay for bed
What could he say to me
I've got a fantasy
I've got seventeen
Reasons that we should be