Has My Fire Really Gone Out? - Paul Weller

And when I open my eyes — will it then be morning?

First rays of summer sun — coming down and shining

And if I open my heart and say all that you would want

Hope faith and all I believe will be there to greet me

And if I open my head remember all that I said

Hey baby what will you find — coming down to meet you?

A lot of words but no one talking

I don’t want no part of that

Something real is what I’m seeking

One clear voice in the wilderness