(John Lodge)Maybemaybe I'm wrongto go on thinking, to sing my songmaybethis world's falling downcall up the trumpeters and knock the walls downSomeone who needssomeone who feelssomeone who sees can find youSlowlyslowly we walkno harm in crying, no sense in talkslowlythe ice melts awaycall on the choir to singand turn no-one awaySomeone who needssomeone who feelssomeone who sees can find yousomeone who needssomeone who feelssomeone who sees can find youMaybemaybe I'm wrongthe river holds its breaththe sea will keep its calmslowlyslowly we turna look at where we've beenthe juggler has to learnSomeone who needssomeone who feelssomeone who sees can find yousomeone who needssomeone who feelssomeone who sees can find you--------------------------------------------------------