She'll Be Coming Round the Mountain

When I started out I had much more than I have now Oh, the map You'll see I have a long way back And not again Living for the things I love Killing the ones that love me Always there's a marriage Sad, true, and they do Breathing time is a lonely state of mind When it comes to eating time How will I know the meal is mine? One day You won't have to prove your love in any other way But not today Breathing time is a lonely state of mind When it comes to eating time How will I know the meal is mine? Opening night I remember all the lines Okay Love is the name of the game You made such a mountain She won't be coming 'round