Well, it looks like you finally made the front page
You always did look good in white
And I hope you like the ring of your new name
The one you´ll be given tonight
But all of this is news to me
I wondered why you never called
I guess that´s the way that it´s meant to be
If you´re gonna ride you´ve gotta learn to fall

But...

Where do I fit in the picture
Or do I really fit at all
Or have I become a fixture
On an old forgotten wall

Well, it looks like I finally made the front page
You know you always said I would
And things are well here in room 28
God, I hope you´re doin´ good
There´s a picture in my wallet
that I look at sometimes
And it sends chills through my bones
For long lost love or whatever you wanna call it
Whoa, but it left me all alone

Where do I fit in the picture
Or do I really fit at all
Or have I become a fixture
On an old forgotten wall
On an old forgotten wall