It’s a melancholy world
When you can’t tell
The stones from the pearls.
You can’t image what
My motives are
Or what I’m feeling.
But the lights are bright
On Broadway
As the birds begin to sing.
As America pours her first
Cup of coffee,
It’s a melancholy world.
When you can’t tell
The stones from the pearls.
You can’t image what
My motives are
Or what I’m feeling.
But the lights are bright
On Broadway
As the birds begin to sing.
As America pours her first
Cup of coffee,
It’s a melancholy world.
It’s a melancholy world
Choosing between the
Big brass ring or the girl.
I just can’t seem to
Hold on to the dreams
I’ve worked so hard for.
But the crowd is there
At midnight
And the party’s just begun.
There’s a gold invitation
That bears my name
But it’s gotten lost in the mail.
It’s a melancholy world.
The mirror holds the
Same old dour reflection
That it used to.
But the sun will rise
In the morning,
And the stars will light the night.
If they just took the time;
Listened to my sad song.
It’s a melancholy world.
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