Оригинален текст
What ever happened to predictability?
The milkman, the paperboy, evening TV
Everywhere you look
Everywhere you go
(There's a heart)
There's a heart
A hand to hold onto
Everywhere you look
Everywhere you go
There's a face
Of somebody who needs you
Everywhere you look
When you're lost out there and you're all alone
A light is waiting to carry you home
Everywhere you look
Everywhere you look