Man with a broken heart,
filled with lair.
He suffered and fought
for what he believed.
The fighting's over now, the man is dead.
He marched forth on his
bare heart.
I wish
that you could see
the air,
the heart,
the meaning of the world to me.
Man with a golden heart,
face has gone pale.
Taken too much junk,
gone over the rails.
Breeds out of style, and his body wears.
Gonna land in trouble,
gonna land in jail.
He'd give his life, he'd give his everything.
Reach his goal,
take that last and final fling.
But
I guess he's just another story.
Just another story.
The greatest story ever told.
The air,
the heart,
I wish
that you could see.
The air,
the heart,
you mean the world to me.
The air,
the heart,
I wish that you could see.
The air,
the heart,
you mean the world to me.
The air,
the heart,
I wish
that you could see.
I wish
that the air,
the heart, you mean the world
to me.
I wish that the air,
the heart,
you
mean the world to me.
The air, the heart, I wish that you could see.
The air,
the heart,
you mean
the world to me.
The air,
the heart, I wish
that
you could see.
The air, the heart,
you mean the world to me.
Hey!