| Part of me, travels on, but the heart of me must stay |
| Letting it be, holding on, all is yesterday |
| What do we know |
| Children all, marching on, cradle to the grave |
| Lost in the night, part of each other, what’s there left to say |
| And where do we go |
| Well maybe we’re lost, but I don’t just don’t care |
| Maybe it’s time that we all hold up we’re going no where |
| Oh maybe we’re lost, but I just don’t care |
| Maybe it’s time that we all hold up we’re going no where |
| Going home, one by one, seems it’s turning round |
| Lost in a haze, apart from each other, the ways, slowing down |
| Now where do we go, I don’t know |
| Maybe we’re lost, but I don’t just don’t care |
| Maybe it’s time that we all hold up we’re going no where |
| Oh maybe it’s lost, but I just don’t care |
| Maybe it’s time that we all hold up we’re going no where |
| Well maybe it’s lost, but I don’t just don’t care |
| Maybe it’s time that we all hold up we’re going no where |
| Oh maybe we’re lost, but I just don’t care |
| Maybe it’s time that we all hold up we’re going no where |