Down on the street parade they’re praying for rain A one in a million last ditch invitation for you to save ‘em and show your face Thoughts of yesterday for tomorrow Some they made up the rest they borrowed But good intentions go a long, long way We had the best intentions but sometimes life gets in the way…
Far from the madding crowd can you still hear them? Do words on a wing reach into your reverie; the same thought repeating “Will they still need me?” Thoughts of yesterday for tomorrow Some they made up the rest they borrowed But good intentions go a long, long way We had the best intentions but sometimes life gets in the way…