When I Was Waiting For Your Phonecall

The One That Never Came

Like A Man About To Burst

I Was Dying Of Thirst



Though I Will Never Fade

Or Get Lost In This Daze

Though I Will Disappear

Into The Street Parade



It's Not Too Hard To Cry

In These Crying Times

I'll Take A Broken Heart

And Take It Home In Parts

But I Will Never Fade



I Was In This Place

By The First Church Of The City

I Saw Tears On The Face

The Face Of A Visionary



Though I Will Disappear

To Join The Street Parade

Disappear And Fade

Into The Street Parade