Alexander

My money's on the return of Alexander so I think so, think so
It's been such a time I don't remember when he was here so I think so, I know

We must be careful to loose our heads
Read what he wrote as we lay for bed

My money's on the return of Alexander he can show me, show me
Why not a word not a call or written letter did he send me, said he

We must be careful to loose our heads
We write a story of those who bled

What could he say to me
I've got a fantasy
I've got memories
Reasons that we should be

When I was younger I was cold
Alexander looked out for me
Now I realise I was blind
He was only from inside

My money's on the return of Alexander there's a few things, I know
He should have built, should have fixed and should have soothed for those who think so, I know

We must be careful to loose our heads
Read what he wrote as we lay for bed

What could he say to me
I've got a fantasy
I've got seventeen
Reasons that we should be