If I could let you innTo greet the vermin insidenI’d find a way through your heartnAnd raise some hell againnOr maybe just settle downnI’d be the onenSomeone you could remembernnThe trail went sidewaysnYou’ll find me out some daynWhen the ice has burnednStanding here in cold bloodnnAnd I would come up for airnIf it was not for my pridenI’d be the onenOr maybe not, it’s alrightnnI’ll find you out somedaynAfter all the trialsnI see the stranger in you.