Alexander -

My money’s on the return of Alexander so I think so, think so

It’s been such a time I don’t remember when he was here so I think so, I know

We must be careful to loose our heads

Read what he wrote as we lay for bed

My money’s on the return of Alexander he can show me, show me

Why not a word not a call or written letter did he send me, said he

We must be careful to loose our heads

We write a story of those who bled

What could he say to me

I’ve got a fantasy

I’ve got memories

Reasons that we should be

When I was younger I was cold

Alexander looked out for me

Now I realise I was blind

He was only from inside

My money’s on the return of Alexander there’s a few things, I know

He should have built, should have fixed and should have soothed for those who

think so, I know

We must be careful to loose our heads

Read what he wrote as we lay for bed

What could he say to me

I’ve got a fantasy

I’ve got seventeen

Reasons that we should be