You don't know just
when to stop and when to go
City streets
in the dead of winter
stop your mind with dirty snow
Walk at night
and touch your hand to
the golden lights
and let them show
You the shadows disappearing
I'll smile and say I told you so
Baby - tell me why
if you think you know why
people love when
there's no tomorrow
And still not cry
when it's time to go
And still not cry
when it's time to go
And still not cry
when it's time to go
The wall of your memory
will echo your sorrow
The pictures of sadness
are not what they seem
So hold out your smile take
my hand and be happy
These pictures of sadness
are not all they seem
Are you so old
that you've no childhood
Is your time line so unreal
That all your sunsets
come in the morning
Baby tell me how do you feel
Shelves of books
in your mirror reflecting
The sidewalks and alleys
that you've seen
Show colors change
as the images fade in
My magical vanishing
memory machine
Baby - Tell me how
if you think you know how
People love
if there's no tomorrow
Do people love
if there's no tomorrow
And still not cry
when they have to go
And still not cry
when they have to go
And still not cry
when they have to go