A hand above the water,
An angel reaching for the sky,
Is it raining in heaven?
Do you want us to cry?
And everywhere the brokenhearted,
On every lonely avenue,
No one could reach them,
No one but you,
One by one, only the good die young,
They're only flying too close to the sun,
And life goes on without you.
Another tricky situation,
I get to drowning in the blues,
And I find myself thinking,
Well, what would you do?
Yes, it was such an operation,
Forever paying every due,
Hell, you made a sensation!
You found a way through.
One by one, only the good die young.
They're only flying too close to the sun,
And we'll remember, forever.
And now the party must be over,
I guess we'll never understand,
The sense of your leaving,
Or was it the way it was planned?
And so we grace another table,
And raise our glasses one more time,
There's a face at the window and I aint ever, ever saying goodbye.
And one by one, only the good die young,
They're only flying too close to the sun,
Crying for nothing,
Crying for no-one,
No-one but you.
