Whoever said love was easy A piece of you is gone Is it something that you want? Something you should know? My friend you ought to know I'm afraid it's time to know Should not have told you, oh Something that you need? Do you know they told you wrong?

Now all my friends have gone Maybe we've outgrown all the things that we once loved But what are we running from? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where have they gone? But we ran away I can still remember The words and what they meant

Maybe we've outgrown all the things that we once loved But what are we running from? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where have they gone? And now all my friends are gone I can still remember The words and what they meant As we etched

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And

In the silence of my mind I can see our love was just a line To a grasp of air That's nowhere And while I wait for love's embrace My life is but a race Since you're gone now All my light is left to waste I never learned the rule

That is what I do, hey, baby And it's going to carry on Hold onto love that is what I do now that I've found you And from above everything's stinking, they're not around you And in the night, I could be helpless I could be lonely, sleeping without you

What are we supposed to do After all that we've been through When everything that felt so right is wrong Now that the love is gone? There is nothing left to prove No use to deny this simple truth Can't find the reason to keep holding on Now that the love

Can you love me again? I need to know now, know now Rising up to you! There's nothing I can’t do! Do this again, oh no! Know I’ve done wrong, left your heart torn Is that what devils do? Took you so long, where only fools gone I shook the angel in you!

One two three four five Six seven eight nine ten Now in Spanish, then in French We'll say that twice again We love you all (also forwards) I'll be gone about a week Oh, by the way, I brought brought her pillow

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And