This place is going to waste Whenever we're not here. One thing before we begin - We only just got here. Will there be feeling? Will there be love all around you? Will the sun go down? Will the night pour in from above you? Discard the plays that we made And stare into the sun. Be easy, now, don't be afraid, It's where we all came from. Will there be feeling? Will there be love all around you? Will the sun go down? Will the night pour in from above you? Will there be feeling? Will there be love all around you? Will the sun go down? Will the night pour in from above you?