Acid mind trip on some enchanted blue star    Heavenly bodies look closer than they are    Some wasted bound to die person said    Cinematic in ghostly angelic light    You're living out of your element my boy don't you know      This acting so naive, when I'm old enough to know how    Hypersensitive, to the words draped in white    It's unbecoming to me now       There must be light at the end    There must be someone out there    Waiting for me when I cross over    Sunsets on a warm horizon    Behind the door to somewhere       I almost feel her hand on my face    There must be someone out there for me    As I fall into this I release myself from the ground    There must be someone out there       There must be light at the end    Behind the door to somewhere    Waiting for me when I cross over    Sunsets on a warm horizon    There must be someone out there for me