..look at all the people, looking at their dreams,
smiles upon their faces. tell me what they see
look at all the people, have they gone astray?
living for tomorrow with dreams of yesterday.
lovely lady, tell me what you feel.
as a child were you mild, does it make it so unreal?
lovely lady, feel so insecure
when you give all yourself, how can you be sure?

what [bad word] between us, what has made us sad
childhood's forgotten, yet it's hiding in the past
what [bad word] between us there's something in ourselves.
lines upon our faces, saying no more time for rest.
lovely lady, tell me what you feel.
as a child were you mild, does it make it so unreal?
lovely lady, feel so insecure
when you give all yourself, how can you be sure?