(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 
pass the madness 'neath the door, pass 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