Always with that role to play
Never have to learn the lines
The same old same old every time
Nothing new under the sun
You’d think the world would tire soon
But it keeps spinning round and round
And here I am stuck as the fool
Always close but never there
Like horseshoes and hand grenades
Almost but not quite with it all
Just out of my reach again
So here come the tippy toes
Maybe if I stretch just right
I can, for a moment, feel
What it’d be to have you close
But it’s not mine to have so much
So I walk away again
Those lines no longer need rehearsed
They spill forth so readily
I don’t even have to look
As the leading man walks in
Right on cue to steal away
What I’d give it all to have
As the curtain falls once more
All to start again anew
Another chapter, the same verse
Let’s go through the script again…