On the seventh hour of the seventh day The seventh son was looking for a seventh stage get away The word came down from a blinding light You got one chance
How many of you people out there Been hurt in some kind of love affair? And how many times did you swear That you'd never love again? How many lonely
I'll never be a knight in armor with a sword in hand or a kamikaze fighter Don't count on me to storm the barricades and take a stand or hold my ground
