I was talking on the phone to an abstract friend
All the way from days of innocence
About the way things were, and the way things are.
How a new life starts as an old life ends
With the promise of a new experience,
How the strangest things become our guiding star.
Mostly re-runs of old movies we've been
Half a lifetime vanished, could have been a dream.
What're you going to do about this heart of stone
That twits your mind and bends your bones
What're you going to do about this bad old heart of stone?
I said good-bye, really had to fly,
Should have been on my way some time ago
To set the world aright, and to make my mark,
How I keep a brave face, with a smile in place
'cos I really don't want to let it show
That I fear failure like a demon in the dark.
Always searching for perfection
Always searching for a voice to call my own!
What're you going to do about this heart of stone
That twits your mind and bends your bones
What are you going to do when you're all alone at night?
How're you going to make this old friend sing
How're you going to fix his damaged wings
What're you going to do about this bad old heart of stone?
I was cruising in a clapped-out care worn carriage
Near the crumbling stones of Hadrian
Passing monuments to passing men.
Heading for a frontier town in time
On the borders of a new millenium
Weighing my prospects on a scale of ten.
Leisure and luxuries they've never been so high.
Pride and prejudice they reach right up to the sky.
What're you going to do about this heart of stone…..
