It's hard that we can't be together,
and it's my guess is that we never will...

I guess in the end when we're all said and done,
You'll finally appear from the grass and the sun...

Who do you all think you are?
You say you're sons and daughters of Christ...

-Hey bright eyes where's the big smile?
Oh gosh! I'm sorry I forgot I'm putting on a show...

I am fascinated, utterly captivated when it comes...
When I look in the sky, I can't help but to think...

It's hard that we can't be together,
and it's my guess that we never will...