How we all laughed at the old photographs in the magazine. Forty years old but the stories they told of a dream. No-one can frown at the face of the clown.
He's got lucky arms, he gets to hold her. The way I know I never will again. They're dancing close. With her head on his shoulder. Lucky arms, lucky heart, lucky him.
Well, they dragged me from the party, kicking and screaming,. Clawing at the carpet, chewing up the scenery. and talking to my friends with no regard for decency..
I hope someone's watching, watching over me. I hope someone's watching, watching over me. . All I see is my reflection. I'm running like a stranger in the dark.
It keeps me up at night.. I'm not certain I was right.. I'm consumed by what might have been. Again and again and again.. . And now the sky is turning black..
You woke up this morning. Changes were taking place. You looked in the mirror. A smile was all over your face. . 'Cause out of nowhere. Someone was there.
Why wait to give yourself a chance tomorrow?. Let the feelin' grow.. You don't need someone else for you to follow. Anywhere you go.. Leavin' your shell,.
Alarm clock rang about a quarter to eight. Before I even got up, I was runnin' late. Crashed through the door 'bout a half past ten. Boss man a waitin' when I walked in.
Well, I'm a born disciple.. But I'm inherently suspicious. Of anything and everything I love.. I'm coherent to a fault,. So I'm always looking for ways.
Somewhere in daydreams the things you won't find,. Rain hiding tears without traces.. I know that deep down no reason or rhyme,. Even the smile on our faces..
Don't need a vacation to get work off our minds. Me and my baby, we beg for overtime. We'd stay on the clock 'round the clock if we could. Love is our business and business is good.
Let's build something.. Let's follow through on an idea.. Regardless of its relevence,. Its weight, or its meaning.. . No, we don't have much time.. Let's leave something behind..
Before my second year of college. You were barely seventeen. I was haulin' hay for your Daddy. An' you brought me a glass of tea. . To a farm boy from Oklahoma.
The right to sing,. The right to play,. The right to do the things I feel in my own way,. And if you took it all and asked me to pretend,. You'd be breaking a heart that won't mend..
Everybody waits for easy money,. Scared to work their fingers to the bone.. I can't wait, it's such a long time coming,. Got to go and make it on my own..
Sit down here with me now. . Baby, you look good tonight. That cotton dress sure suits you right. But I may not be thinkin' what you're thinkin'. Before I go an' promise you.
What could be easy for the poor man's son,. When all he wanted was a rich man's daughter,. His game was lost before it had begun,. But he still had to give it a try..
Tennis ball and a catcher's mitt. I remember that boy throwing it. High up in the air then catching it. While the oak tree leaves cheered. . Oh, look at me now, all grown up looking back again.
Talking with sweet Lorraine,. Looking at the world through rose coloured glasses.. Dreaming of sweet Lorraine,. Wishing she could be everybody she passes..
The world's been spinning 'round since time began. An' when it stops, it's out of my hands. So I could swear forever for all it's worth. Or give you every day I have on earth.