You keep on walkin' on the other side... 
Other side, other side... 
You keep on walkin' on the other side ...
Other side, other side...
Wherever you go, I'm going with you, 
Shouldn't you know, I'm bound to follow.
Whatever you say, whatever you do, 
I give you a clue, I'm gonna follow. 

And the stars will show, 
Where the waters flow,
Where the gardens grow,
That's where I'll meet you. 

Why don't you let me, let [bad word] along? 
Why don't you open, make [bad word] along?
Wherever you go, I'm going for you, 
Oh, I was [bad word] born to follow, 
Like fire and wood, and paper and glue, 
Only a few were born to follow. 

And the stars will show, 
Where the waters flow, 
Where the gardens grow, 
That's where I'll meet you. 
And the sun will glow ,
Melting all the snow, 
Knowing all I know,
That's where I'll meet you.