Tekster: Thomas Dybdahl. All's Not Lost.

stoned, half a mile from home
I was dragged a million miles away
to the nearest place where I could see the beauty & feel that all's not lost

in a bad motel
is where I fell
I found honest love
whoa, I got stoned!
in a bad motel
is where I fell
I found true & honest love at last

awake, to find yourself at war
on all (on all) fronts, including my core
a search to find the quiet peace of mind which lets me know that all's not lost

in a bad motel
is where I fell
I found honest love
whoa, I got stoned!
in a bad motel
is where I fell
I found true & honest love at last