There's an old man sitting on a lonely park bench. He doesn't have a place to stay. And there's a woman who's living all by herself now. Since her husband left one day.
I come on my knees. To lay down before you. Bringing all that I am. Longing only to know you. Seeking your face. And not only your hand. I find you embracing me.
I wanna sing like I'm driving in the car all by myself. I wanna dance like I just won the lottery. I wanna lift my hands and spin around. I wanna throw my head back and shout.