(Jamaican speaking) Just use your imagination. Ghetto, with a slums background. Uptown, living in a shack like garrison. Could never be, wouldn't be easy. (Verse one)
I'm looking out. Into the sleepless city lights. I'm looking out. Into these cold, lonely winter nights. I hear her voice. We touch hands, with happiness. Echo, our love into endless rejoice.
Last name, ever. The first name, the greatest. Started off with nothing, Like a sprained ankle boy with nothing to play with. Kicking rocks and stones, foot in the glass ever since I was a kid.