He wasn't famous but I sure did love him 
I've got his picture in a little frame 
He lost his life to a big disease
Before it even had a name 
But there's so many more and I've lost count 
The hows and whys aren't important now 
All that matters is they came around 
And brightened up our lives

She was twenty one with her life ahead 
You don't need to know her name 
She breathed her last 
On the cold stone floor of a Hollywood arcade 
But fate's right hand isn't always just 
Puts a lot of pressure on your faith and trust 
She was just a little girl, ain't that enough 
To rage against the day 

And how did we get so lucky
Targets on the rifle range
Who makes the call and who gets to choose
Who gets to win and who gets to lose
It's like a rolling dice
In the belly of the blues 
And blues never fade away 
Hey hey hey, colors run when the rain falls 
But blues never fade away 

He shone so bright with a lust for life 
Like the Sun King that he was 
His passions hung upon his walls 
And were printed onto cloth 
And for reasons I never understood 
About the choices made between the bad and good 
I've tried to figure out why
The pain never goes away 

And how did we get so lucky
Targets on the rifle range
Who makes the call and who gets to choose
Who gets to win and who gets to lose
It's like a rolling dice
In the belly of the blues 
And blues never fade away 
Hey hey hey, colors run when the rain falls 
But blues never fade away 

And there's marble markers
And little white crosses 
Along the beaten path 
And I've spread their ashes on the wind 
And I miss John Lennon's laugh 

And how did we get so lucky
Targets on the rifle range
Who makes the call and who gets to choose
Who gets to win and who gets to lose
It's like a rolling dice 
In the belly of the blues 
And blues never fade away 
Hey hey hey, colors run when the rain falls 
But blues never fade away