Besedila: Peter Mulvey. No One Else.

Well I promised I'd speed the journey home
But I saw the magic tonight
So I stopped my speck of a car amidst the mountains
And the silence and the starlight

I've been so long silent
So when I spoke I would know it was truth
Now I fashion this rose that grows
In the fertile soil of the heart of my youth

And I bring it to you, bring it to you
You will sleep curled in my breast
In my pocket i carry the notion
That we spend our waking hours together
And dreams account for the rest

In me a river of doubts I know becomes a sliver of doubt

But if this is a lie than the truth is not worth living or singing about
And I just saw a shooting star and I know what I want
Now I will be in it all
But I do not come home empty-handed
For I bring you, my love, this song
And I sing it to you, sing it to you
Then we will go on our way
In your pocket you carry devotion
Dreams are for giving, life is for living
Tomorrow and today