Hello,
Jambo,
Konichiwa,
Hola,
Marhaba,
Aloha,
Bounjour,
Ni Hao,
Ciao.

I am the unnoticed,
The lone wolf who roams the streets.
I am the unpredictable,
Yet people find me discreet.

There's a mad man on the touchline,
Yelling at us 24/7.
He's always trying to release,
That extra 10%.

The heroes of long gone are forgotten,
Despite the good deeds they've done.
Now they lie in their graves rotten,
And no one knows what they've done.

The cotton picker who fought off wolves,
The candlestick maker who kept the pirates at bay.
The baker who fed the homeless with his loaves,
The beggar who brightened everyones day.

The soldier who sacrificed himself,
The nomad that fed the hungry.
The gypsy that always gave help,
The missionary that gave flowers to the sickly.

Their deeds are forgotten,
By everyone except me.
God bless them in their coffins,
And let's help others that are in need.

:)

Little do you know,
In the middle of the night.
When demons come from below,
And the moon begins to shine.
The stars glow,
Husky wind blows,
Dreams begin unfold, untangle and play,
The Orchestra plays till the light of the next day.
The sun rises,
Night Critters hide,
Dreams are blown,
Where they'll go nobody knows,
And all this happens in the middle of the night,
The little critters that have danced and entertained,
Now the morning is light,
The critters crawl away.

Hey Mom,
Don't cry.
I'm coming home.
Thanks for all the good times,
The little moments.
The big ones.
The little dreams,
That became big ones.
I'm not a little boy anymore,
But i ain't ever growing up.
I'm proud to be your little boy
And your little boy is coming home
:)

Long gone you are,
Just another world away.
Flying with the stars,
Towards to a brand new day.