You've got a world wide face And I've been away for a year I'll hide it in someplace safe Where even the spies don't hear I've been a lost long shot A prodigal son by trade Somehow the words won't stop Even when deals are made Time and space We can be distant friends Running a different race And nobody really wins And only the fools rush in And only the frightened wait I'd rather be foolish than Be scared of my own mistakes