Strolling down the pavement 

A twinkle in your stride 

I won't be the only one 

To be left behind 



Should you choose to leave 

You'd walk out the door 

Lucid, tanned, healthy, real 



You've got a stranger's hand, 

But not a lover's eye 

You've got to leave it falling all the time 



But no love's lost 

You could be the one who sleeps through 

All that's real 



... (?) 



Walk away! Walk away! Walk away! Walk away! 

... (?) 

You could have been everything! 

Walk away! Walk away! Walk away! Walk away! 

... (?) 

You could have been everything! 

(repeat)Thanks to thudord@yahoo.com