[ Featuring Billy Bosco ]
Fears in his heart
Play the strings of solitude
Ache to shine with those he knew
In brighter days of latitude
On the side of beaten times
He join a team of frightened eyes
As prophets shout out
Comforts of lies
He take his stance,
Widening his wary glance and
Before he goes into the maze
What a dark haze
Swimming through the different places he's been
What a sin
To bring him back from glory days
When their love was an eternal phase
And now he waits for the chance
A Call Up for one last dance
Consistency so hard to find
Within this game of lines
As his timing goes
He knows
He takes his stand
Hoping to reverse the plan
Before he goes into the maze
What a dark haze
Swimming through the different places he's been
What a sin
To bring him back from glory days
When their love was an eternal phase
And now he waits for the chance
A Call Up for one last dance
Remembers back to times
When calls were redefined
Back to those glory days
When their love was an eternal phase
And now he waits for the chance
A Call Up for one last dance
