Prologue

This one's for you, friend
If you like the moon
Good tunes and old cartoons
All good for you
And even after a night at the bar
You watch the stinging stars
Piercing you right in the heart

And you realize
This may not last for long, 'till the ding dong
So you best go strong, sing songs, wear thongs
'Till the others live on
And you're born again in Hong Kong, where you like ping pong
Your friends, reading, and the sound of a gong

Well anyway, we all look for one thing, and one thing only
And that's not to feel lonely, so hold me

I'll do my best
To deserve
Your love