why can't anything be easy, baby?   why can't anything just be magic   and serene?      god rest my soul each night   i fall to pieces, baby   everytime i see you in that mag-ga-zi-ine...      'cause there's nowhere to fall   no one to fault   and no place to go   as the papers fly around   through the center of the town   and i look down,   and suddenly, we both know:      why can't anything be easy, baby?   why can't anything just be magic   and serene?   god rest my soul each night    i fall to pieces baby   everytime i see you   everytime i see you      easy baby, easy baby...