Life is always strange   You just get used to it   Once in a while something reminds you   Then your forget about it      It's all over...   Heard it at the coffee shop   And on the radio   it's all over...   They're talking at the trolley stop   And everywhere I go      It's all over   All of the suffering   It's all over...   All of the other things   I know it's all over now   But for the wondering      We could change our minds   But what's the use of it?   If there's a thing we haven't tried   Too tired to think about it      It's all over   I can't pick up the telephone   Somebody wants to know   It's all over...      The thing that can never be known   A place we'll never go      It's all over   No more imagining   It's all over   Is that a tragic thing?   I know it's all over know   But for the wondering