Well I heard enough And I've seen enough And I know anough to know I know a good thing when I see it And it's a bad thing to let go We'll always be lovers With borders of there own And you may charge across In a golden chariot But you will never be at home
'Cause I had dreams Like distant thunder I had hope like a prayer unheard This nothing less than perfect In a less than perfect world All those angles running Picking up the pieces Putting back togheter Hearts broke long ago I know a good thing when I see it And it's a bad thing to let go It's a bad thing to let go It's a bad thing.