I'm alone in my room for the first time in years
And as I close my eyes, the only thing I hear
Is the sound of the girl next door
Singing
Outside, there are racketeers selling souvenirs
T-shirts that read "The end of the world nears"
And in between their screams
And the echoes in the street is the
Sound of the girl next door, singing
Singing: Goldenheart, don't let me down
Singing: I need you, I need you around
Singing: You fit me, so perfectly
Me, and the girl next door, singing
All the heads of state are meeting, making
Speeches, signing treaties, while in the city
Peace is sold in pieces, as the people are sleeping
Only listening to the sound of their own hearts beating
Not the sound of the girl next door, singing
And artists locked inside creating, in their basements
Sculpting, painting, chasing the beauty they're gestating
When all I'm appreciating
Is the inspiration fading from a voice that I hear wavering
In the sound of the girl next door, singing
Singing: Goldenheart, don't let me down
Singing: I need you, I need you around
Singing: You fit me, so perfectly
Me, and the girl next door, singing
But will my voice ever be loud enough, or my
Words be so clear
That the whole world can hear me
Like I'm listening to you here?
Can one Northern son
Shake awake a nation so numb
That we're hiding in our headphones
And we're drowning in our beer, yeah
Cowering in fear
And losing our ability to hear?
And the children on the streets are playing
While the killer's on the corner praying
On the weak and the lonely hide in their heads
And the brave they die in their beds
And the mad are making their plans
And the rich are washing their hands
And the bosses crack their whips
While the strippers shake their hips
But I can't keep a track of it all
Cos there's a voice coming on so strong
Shaking windows, rattling the walls
It's the sound of the girl next door, singing
Singing: Goldenheart, don't let me down
Singing: I need you, I need you around
Singing: You fit me, so perfectly
Me, and the girl next door, singing