In this life, I can see my end zone
I see my home plate, my goal...

I may not be cool
I believe in the golden rule...

I hear you now
too late for my know-how...

My life is wrecked
All sprawled out on the floor...

I was once a young child
And I quite often smiled...

Comments are welcome
Oh what have we become...

How do I find that one sweet one,
That girl who looks so good...

When morning comes the night will flee
I just wish I could see...

We all have dreams
We all have passions...

Rescue me
From being alone in the night...

As I sit here alone at the bar
I wonder what paths may come...

Day after day
I dream of life...