Lately, when I'm in my room, all by myself, in the solitary gloom, I call to myself.
Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes, love never made a fool of you, you used to be too wise.
Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes, love never made a fool of you, you used to be too wise.
You on that high-flyin' cloud, though he won't throw a crumb to you, you think someday he'll come to you.
You had better forget him, him with his nose in the air.
He has you dancin' on a string.
Break it and he won't care.
Won't you take this advice?
I hand you like a mother.
Or are you not seein' things too clear?
Are you just too far gone to hear?
Is...
Is it all goin' in one ear, and out the other?
Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes, love never made a fool of you, you used to be too wise.
Yes, I was once.
We would say, love never made a fool of you, you used to be too wise.
We'll be back...
Will they surprise us?
You think someday he'll come home?
gone to here
Is it all
going in one
ear
and out the
other