It's all about the music, the music makes you free
It's all about my baby 'cause she's everything to me

I'll go a thousand days without water, a thousand days without food
But only a thousand days of pain would equal a day away from you
They say we live in a cruel world and I won't disagree
But as long as I can hear your voice, this world's a heaven to me.

It's all about the music, the music makes you free
The bass guitar's rhythm fuels your every dream
The screaching lead chords drive you through the high seas
A tidal wave of tumulting drums assault the vessel with debris
The wailing and moaning of a suffering mistress, a screaming banshee
Leaves you stranded on an island at the mercy of the sea

Running through the wind, a carefree adventure of blissful peace
A day with my baby, a day where I can release
All the troubling worries that seem to never cease
And all the unpleasant dreams that have gotten a hold of me
But just that moment with my darling, my lover and my friend
Is enough to chase away any insecurities, to hush all distressed pleas
It's all about my baby 'cause she's everything to me

The spark behind her eyes when we're all alone
The way she laughs while we're joking on the phone
She whispers a word and it's enough to make me moan
I'd throw myself down before her before any king on any throne
She's got a grip on me, and it's like nothing I've ever known

The music coils around me, like chains on my feet
It murmurs old relics of power into my ears and attempts to entice me
It tells me of ways to rid all my pain and suffering
It provides an open door to hide from everything
But it's only a temporary unraveling
That falls away when the batteries die, when the real world makes it's arrival
And it's then I run to the arms of my comfort, my baby
Because she's everything to me