(alexander) Somewhere the wind is whispering into somebody's ear Somewhere someone is hearing just what they want to hear Somewhere somebody's savior has finally appeared The kind that makes great poetry and abbreviates careers Love all, trust a few Jehoshaphat the genius said to bosco the kid Come and get it, youth is served, you're gonna love it kid Don't get it on your clothes, don't put it up your nose Pa** the madness 'neath the door, pa** the madness 'neath the door Love all, trust a few Given time i can find a reason to love anyone A reason to love anyone Somewhere a man is washing his clothing in a fountain Somewhere a man is throwing pennies not bothering to count them Somewhere a man's reflection reveals nothing about him Somewhere a man's forgetting all of this was once a mountain Love all, trust a few