Velvet Waltz

If there's a word for you It doesn't mean anything I've got some words for you They don't offer anything You cold called everybody But you haven't sold a thing A bad idea gone funny A pinch felt in a dream You thought of everything But some things can't be thought You thought of everything But one thing you forgot is you're wrong And you better not be angry And you better not be sad You better just enjoy the luxury of sympathy If that's a luxury you have And you know no private bad You know that that's the meaning of you're done In a world that's not so bad In a world time was killing in the sun In a world that's not so bad In a world time was killing in the sun In the sun In the sun You took all that moment and kicked it in the sun Now it's gone because you left it in the sun Was a brave idea Didn't mean no harm Now it's burnt because you left it in the sun Was a grave mistake But how could you have known The temperature The distance of the sun