I was checking out my mail
About fifteen times a day
Nothing ever seems to move my way
So I'm sitting here
In front of an illusion
But I can't get my eyes away from the display
Where are you now
Good friends of mine?
Where are you now
Top of the world?
I hunger for real things
Like coffee and cake
And a friend who believes
That virtual equals fake
Power to reality, beat virtuality
Power to reality, beat virtuality
Midnight and I'm making a scene
Watching the screen
While hundreds of picture
Pass my eyesight
Half of the world seems to pose for the flashlight
But I still can't find what I'm looking for
Where are you now
Good friends of mine?
Where are you now
Top of the world?
I hunger for a real kiss and I ache
For a friend who believes that virtual equals fake
Power to reality, beat virtuality
Power to reality, beat virtuality
Power to reality, beat virtuality
Power to reality, beat virtuality