Strange World - Paul Di'Anno

The only place you can dream

Living here is not what it seems

Boat white light in the sky

There is nobody here to ask why

I am here, I am not really there

Faces smiling even rarer

We are going to walk in deep space

Living here is not simply the place

Posts of light leaving the ground

When there is no sound cry

All my feelings can not be taken

I am happy at my strange new world

Shadows of Pasat green move

Women drinking wine plasma

A look at love, a dream develops

Living here, you never ageing

Do not hear me.