They tell me Somewhere this life isn't crazy But traveled the world far and And I say they're wrong
Don't sell me Stories music's a lady It's not when the singer's alone At the end a song
(*) At the end of a song There's no After the last note is played Only the memory stays Then that fades away And there's nothing so hard As convincing your heart That you should start again
You told me Nothing could change perfect lovers But like ev'ry promise you made It broke long
lonely Falling away from each other But we've come to the last of your words And the of a song