I guess you could say she's just an unapproachable comedienne
Haven't much faith in her talent
No comedienne has not been the clown
But her heart was quietly crying
I guess she even felt guilty
So my friend is continuing
His life passes before him like an
He and his friend are at odds
Why does someone always have to win?
Strange things do follow when you love someone
So you put that someone in exile
How about I call you Beloved Exile...
I ask him, "What are you talking about?"
I said things are not the same...
Since you've been gone Rome burned down
And still it's all the same
So I moved away from the house that held nothing
And all through the day's seasons
I went running with the sun
And I pray every day for the answers
In a still and almost silent night
He began to hide his beauty
And I learned to say the words
Well, just whose side are you on, anyway?
Every other day you just change sides
So, continue on your destructive road
Oh, your life passes before me
Like an unknown circumstance
You and your friend are at odds
Why does someone always have to win?
And all those races that are run
Strange things do follow when you love someone
So you put that someone in exile
And you say, "I'll write a book about it and call it Beloved Exile"
Simply everything that happened
Well, the old lady said, yes it was sad
She fought a losing battle
She might even make it through tomorrow
Maybe in another show, natural inner beauty
I guess you could just say she was just unapproachable
So beautiful, so beautiful
She fought a losing battle
She might even make it through tomorrow
So beautiful, so beautiful