Soon as the pill started kicking in,
she decided to go for a drive.
The sun was shining through the afternoon haze,
She had pictures of her children,
and she remembered all of their names.
She knew it was much better for them now,
but it hurt just the same.
And there's just two reasons for everything,
and people who just talk without listening,
and people who spend their whole lives winging,
The fifty cents in the jukebox,
So many years trying to do her best,
He loved her like a sister,
He remembered what it was to fall
in love and then he was gone
And there's just too many
And people who just talk without listening
And people spend their whole lives
waiting for a bridge like
In dreams there were people watching
As they lowered her into the ground
In a dream she was lost at sea
In a dream she found a lover
Who never knew her before
In a dream she was beautiful
And people who spend their whole lives
People will spend their whole lives