Running out of the door Leaving the dishes and the baby crying for more Sitting on a step in the backyard Thinking it all over Feel like shouting through the air But it's disappearing like a dream somewhere Just close your eyes for a little while And think it over
Think it all Think it all Think it all over
Future's passing you Friends and lovers all gone too You got to realize It was all an imagination Who's living your life Makes you believe that they're more right Who decides for your baby How it's gonna live And how it's gonna die
