Calls the Tune

Well, I saw your face in a photograph Cried so much, I nearly laughed You never really had the chance To question why did you live some to cry some and die? Who, what and how writes the song, calls the tune Says what's right and wrong Writes the song, calls the tune Says what's right and wrong Oh, I'd have caught your eyes, but my hands were tied Was it truth? Was it lies? Many words of truth are spoken in jest Who would have guessed that, or trust that? What a mess! Who, what and how writes the song, calls the tune Says what's right and wrong Writes the song, calls the tune Says what's right and wrong Who, what and how writes the song, calls the tune Says what's right and wrong Writes the song, calls the tune Says what's right and wrong Who, what and how writes the song, calls the tune Says what's right and wrong Writes the song, calls the tune Says what's right and wrong Who, what and how writes the song, calls the tune Says what's right and wrong Writes the song, calls the tune Says what's right and wrong, ooh ... [fade out]