WILKINSON, Meu Billy, pode ser que não se lembre

tive muitos sonhosUm brilho no olharEra só um jovemSem

1: Kit gettin’ late, have you seen my mates?Ma,

de "I'm still could never know what it's likeYour

could never know what it's likeYour blood like winter

thought I knewNow I knowWay aloneNow I around

There's a calm surrender to the rush of dayWhen the heat

you're looking for the gloryYou think that you might

just like Noah's arkThere's two of every kindPretty girls

down never seems to be that hardFalling short is

jean baby, L.A. ladySeamstress for the bandPretty eyes, pirate

Spoken: (Good 1: Ed she stumbles, falling to her

Não há muito que eu não dividiCom  você, por onde andeiE 

1: Tulio & hardly think I'm qualifiedTo come across

Oh it's great to see our homelandBreathe the Iberian atmosphereJust because

few more days and we'll be home in gloryAlready

1: Elton am here to tell you we can

why am I not loved?(sung)I am that rare and

if you want a role modelOf a life most blissfully

can't light no more of your darknessAll my pictures