Lyrics:
I'm wondering if my thoughts of herHave ever crossed her thoughts of meAnd if they're half as clear as mineAnd if there'll ever be a timeFor us to journey once againAs lovers and as trusted friendsWhat if the best is yet to comeAnd this was only the first part runGet a hold of yourselfDon't worry about the aftermathThere is no one after youOr on your backThere is no one after youBut the everyday just can't competeWhit the beauty of a polariodWhere the fairytale endures completeAnd her eyes are always full of joyLike a frozen glimpse of butterfliesOn a clourized celluloid skyShe waves her cheerful last goodbyeAnd begs for me to let passed things slideGet a hold of yourselfDon't worry about the aftermathThere is no one after youNo one on your backThere is no one after you