Verse 1
Straight out of Cambridge and already in debt to the hilt
He wanted to light up the sky
Made a name in plastics with Cola hi-rollers
and left the tax man happy with a slice of the pie
He was cool, no ones’ fool,
but the work that he did left him feeling so
empty
Tried to deny it, tried to hide it,
but he worried about what he’d
started at school
Chorus
I’m calling out to the World – I wanted to be your friend
And I’m calling out to the World – So sorry that it has to end
Verse 2
He tore through the notebooks and checked it again
Searching for anything, just a hint of a weakness
Column by column and then row by row
Surely some others had noted the signs
It was there in the charts
The ice flows were melting much faster than normal
Tried to deny it, tried to hide it
But he worried about what he’d finished at school
Chorus
I’m calling out to the World – I wanted to be your friend
And I’m calling out to the World – So sorry that it has to end
Verse 3
He went to the Ministry and waited by doors in the cold
Kept in the corridors ‘till well after midnight
Shared with a small man, the proof of his cause
And was told to write a letter to the person in charge
No more time, he’d lost the plot!
So he broke into TV and shouted the odds
Could do no more, when he was through
His charts and his books were thrown out of the door
Chorus
I’m calling out to the World – I wanted to be your friend
And I’m calling out to the World – So sorry that it has to end
Verse 4
So I’m sitting by the telephone
Waiting for somebody to respond and make it all right…
Packed my case, I’m on my way
It started raining yesterday
and soon there’ll be no places dry….