I′d be the voice that urged Orpheus
When her body was found (Hey, yeah)
I'd be the choiceless hope in grief
That drove him underground (Hey, yeah)
I′d be the dreadful need in the devotee
That made him turn around (Hey, yeah)
I′d be the last shred of truth
In the lost myth of true love (Hey, yeah)
I'd be the sweet feeling of release
Mankind now dreams of (Hey, yeah)
That′s found in the last witness
Marvelling at God (Hey, yeah)
Before he feels alone one final
Imagine being loved by me
All the things I would do
So I try to talk refined for fear
That you find out (Hey, yeah)
All the things we could do
So I try to talk refined for fear
That you find out (Hey, yeah)