Jet Magbanua:
I cannot put my finger on it now
Jet Magbanua:
I turned to look but it was gone
Jet Magbanua:
Out of the corner of my eye
Jet Magbanua:
I have become comfortably numb.
Jet Magbanua:
The child is grown, the dream is gone
Jet Magbanua:
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse
Jet Magbanua:
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'
Jet Magbanua:
You are only coming through in waves
Jet Magbanua:
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
Jet Magbanua:
There is no pain, you are receding
Jet Magbanua:
Well I can ease your pain, get you on your feet again
Jet Magbanua:
Come on now, I hear you're feeling down