Friday night you nver have stayed home
since you were fourteen
all alone
you get so puzzled by the temptation
you wish you could hang out
at all the right bars
but it all fell out of line for you
I wonder no I know

I know there's a torch in your heart
some kind of melody that just won't start
and you keep on hoping
that there's someone left for you

Oh it's a young mans rust
to carry, to hold a thought
that is stillborn and silent
oh so silent
holding back your anger
holding back your craze
you get so bored of being bitter
you get so bored of tasting led

but I know there's a torch in your heart
some kind of melody that just won't start
and you keep on wondering
is there someone left for you

I know there's a torch in your heart
some kind of melody that just won't start
and you keep on wondering
if there's someone left for you

I know there's a torch in your heart
some kind of melody that just won't start
and you keep on wondering
if there's someone left for you