You go on;   And I'll be okay   I can dream the rest away   It's just a little touch of fate   It'll be okay   It sure takes it's precious time   But it's got rights and so have I      I turn my head up to the sky   I focus one point at a time    I do not let the little thieves   Under my tightly buttoned sleeve   It couldn't be a lonely time   I feel like I am walking blind   I have no where I'll have time   There are no legible signs   There are no legible si-i-i-gns      I like the way that you talk   I like the way that you walk   It's hard to recreate   Such an individual game   You wait your turn in the queue   You say your sorries and thank you's;   I don't think your ever, a hundred per-cent in the room      You're not in the room?   You're not in the room!      Ba da, a da da da da    Ba da, a da da da da    Ba da, a da da da da    Da da da da da      Deepest of the dark nights   Here lies, the highest of highs   Neopolitan dreams   Stretching out to the sea      You wait your turn in the queue   You say your sorries and thank you's;   I don't think your ever   A hundred per cent in the room      You're not in the room?   You're not in the room      Ba da, a da da da da    Ba da, a da da da da    Ba da, a da da da da   Da da da da da      Ba da, a da da da da   Da da, a da da da da