The forgotten few, there's a world of you.

The forgotten few, there's a world for you.

We're all bright stars in constellations, shooting off our inspirations.

Now I know, that's all.

We trapeze between the notion, we can divvy our devotion up for all to see.

Is it true?

Have they forgotten you?

Who is who?

What song will you sing to?

The forgotten few, there's a world of you.

The forgotten few, there's a world for you.

It's about the life that you've lived, not about the places you've been.

Now I know, that's all.

We say we won't drink the potion, but we can't muffle our emotions, put the lid back on.

Is it true?

Have they forgotten you?

Who is who?

What song will you sing to?

The forgotten few, there's a world of you.

The forgotten few, there's a world for you.