Seems like he had to look a long time

before he gathered any answers

And by the time they came, he was just about down

Saw him looking in the schoolyard

in the churches and the poolhall

Trying to find an exit from desolation town

Halcyon nights and radio waves

Signal Signal Signal

Never fade away

The day that he heard it he was looking in the
mirror

There were no more threads, there was no more
help

And he knew without doubt

that the Classics of Love would not come from
some bright star above

but would only be delivered through his own self

Chorus