When will the drama unfold When will the stories be true When will we feel like we're told When will they get through to you
When will you learn your lesson When will you see the light When will you count your blessings Not the score?
Taking the lead from the wrong kind of people You know and I know that you know Threading yourselves through the eye of a needle When everyone thinks that they know
The truth seems to be on the run I've never seen much to follow But how I can I talk When I don't know if I'll ever Learn my lesson I'll ever see the light Now I can't count my blessings Anymore
Taking the lead from the wrong kind of people You know and I know that you know Threading yourselves through the eye of a needle
We're out of our depths But we're asking the questsions Everyone's answering wrong We're wasting our time As the best of our time goes on
And when will we learn our lesson When will we see the light When will they count our blessings Not the score?