1 3 4 5. We are nothing but numbers. Calling You. Calling Me. 2 6 7 and 8. I'm sorry but I'm running low. Got to go. . We are nothing but numbers. Calling You.
It's a Saturday night. Nothing will go wrong. But if it does, do I care. I just don't know how to run. . It's a Saturday night. And I hope you believe.
There is one girl in my life. That makes me love again. As pretty as a girl could be. So beautiful. . Every morning she makes me. A cup of coffee with a smile on her face.
Can you see what you wanna be. Can you see your thing is free. Can you see you divorce me. Can you see it's you and me. Every night I wanna dream of you.
Under the carport that has no spring. Cement floors where the creatures ring. And your mother she never calls. Says you're the cause of all her pain. But all these things don't carry camelot.