on the first day we struck pocket change
the plan was to indulge
in riches and fame
mistakes can be so easy to repeat

you’ve never been my birthday girl
i never crowned your head
never gave you pearls
if you caught me at my peak, well what a treat

and now i’ve finally got your present here
i am blissfully unaware
are baby you still looking at stormy
i am looking at fair

we are allowed a glimpse of happiness
before we end up in decay
we have to counterfeit the evidence
before it puts us all away

we have to find our way through thick and thin
and impossible terrain
and i think of you when all else fails
do you do the same

and now i’ve finally worked my spirits up
and baby you’re no longer there
is it ‘cause you’re still looking at stormy
i am looking at fair

we are allowed a glimpse of happiness
before we end up in decay

and if i just came to and my vision clears
i can honestly declare
are baby you still looking at stormy
i am looking at fair

on the first day we struck pocket change
we were so in love
now we are estranged