| Try but I don't know | |
| I don't know where my heart should go | |
| Which path I should follow | |
| Out collecting stones | |
| Still have a precious wish | |
| But sometimes wishes are hollow | |
| I'll hear you when you call | |
| I'll hear you when you call | |
| Broke my heart my bones | |
| Get caught in sppirals and in cones | |
| From here 'til tomorrow | |
| Out collecting stones | |
| Still have a precious wish | |
| But sometimes whishes are hollow | |
| I'll hear you when you call | |
| I'll hear you when you call | |
| I'll hear you when you call | |
| I'll hear you when you call |