Ain't it hard when you wake up in the morning
And you find out that those other days are gone?
All you have is memories of happiness
Lingering on

All your dreams and your lovers won't protect you
They're only passing through you in the end
They'll leave you stripped of all that they can get to
And wait for you to come back again

Yet still a light is shining
From that lamp on down the hall
Maybe the star of Bethlehem
Wasn't a star at all