You got a worldwide face and I've been away for a year,
Out hiding in some place safe,
Where even the spies don't hear.
I've been a lost long shot,
A prodigal son by trade.
Some of the words won't stop even when deals are made.
A time and space we can be distant friends,
Running a different race but nobody really wins.
Only the fools rush in but only the frightened wait.
I'd rather be foolish then scared of my own mistakes.