It's sad, so sad (so sad) What do I do when lightning strikes me What have I got to do to be heard, It's a sad, sad situation And it's getting more and more absurd Why can't we talk it over? Oh it seems to me That sorry seems to be the hardest word What

Shed your light on me Be my eyes when I can’t see Shed your light on me Be my guide so I can see The bigger picture Long before the colors start to bleed I can see the painting come alive Clever like an angel in disguise Moving in and out of reach

They know not if it's dark outside or light While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers Turn around and say good morning to the night For unless they see the sky But they can't and that is why And now I know Spanish Harlem are not

Don't let the sun go down on me Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free, oh 'Cause losing everything is like the sun going down on me I can't light no more of your darkness All my

Sing your lu-lu-lu-lu-lullaby Hypnotized, this love out of me Without your air I can't even breathe Lead my way out into the light Cherries in the ashtray Take me through the day I just gotta make you drunk in memory See you in the puddles Of my

That's when we uncover, cover, cover Nobody sees, nobody knows We are a secret, can't be exposed Far from the others, close to each other That's how it is, that's how it goes In the daylight, in the daylight When the sun is shining On the late night, on

Low down leaving sun, I've done Did everything that needs done Woe is me, why can't I see I'D best be leaving well enough alone Them neon light nights, couldn't stay out of fights Them keep a-haunting me in memories There's one in every crowd, for crying

Low down leaving sun, I've done Did everything that needs done Woe is me, why can't I see I'D best be leaving well enough alone Them neon light nights, couldn't stay out of fights Them keep a-haunting me in memories There's one in every crowd, for crying

Low down leaving sun, I've done Did everything that needs done Woe is me, why can't I see I'D best be leaving well enough alone Them neon light nights, couldn't stay out of fights Them keep a-haunting me in memories There's one in every crowd, for crying

While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers Turn around and say good morning to the night For unless they see the sky But they can't and that is why They know not if it's dark outside or light And now I know Spanish Harlem are not