Help me. Define the light that's shinning on me. To get back what they've taken from me. And build a little fire where it's cold. Show me. The path that leads to all the glory. The words that tell a sacred story. And build a little fire where it's cold. I wanna live in a dream. In my record machine. I wanna piece of the world. And everyone inside my mouth. Cos all the money I waste. Is in a matter of taste. I wanna piece of the world. And you can't make me spit it out. Take me. Back from the darkness. Where they sent me. Give hope to places. where it can't be. And build a little fire where it's cold. I wanna live in a dream. In my record machine. I wanna piece of the world. And everyone inside my mouth. Cos all the money I waste. Is it a matter of taste?. I wanna picture the world. You can't make me spit it out. You can't give me a reason. I don't need one to shine. You can't give me the feelings. Cos they're already mine. You get one in a million. And if the sun won't rise on my soul. Then I'll glow