Another day I gotta figure out,
Is there a better place for me and you!
A million bodies on the Bridge throughout,
The other side of love and by a few.
Surrounded by angels watching out!
A thousand angels watching over you,
I hear the sound of voices calling out,
On a journey through the chosen few.
No matter whether we are wrong or right,
Together only by the chosen few.
We had a party on a lonely night,
On the other side of me and you.
Until another hour of hope is gone.
A little one among the chosen few,
Forever blinded by the light of dawn,
On a journey through the night and true.
Any other way of passing through.
A final journey from another place,
Being carried by the chosen few,
Writing on the wall without a face.
