Although life is a serious game
Was it I who played wrong?
Or do I belong to the small few
Who get lost in the race?
Who still seem to pretend
When their daydream ends?

It seems you've still got that old hold on me
I just can’t seem to somehow set myself free
I'm in this crazy turn around circle closing in on me, oh honey
Till I can't seem to see

How is it strength and will
Are things that befriend?
Why is it on such things
That love must depend?
When we find we’re alone and we're broken
Left beyond a friend, oh honеy
Now don't we need love then?

Although lifе is a serious game
Was it I who played wrong?
Or do I belong to that small few
Who get lost in that race?
Who still seem to pretend
When their daydream ends?
Although life is a serious game
Was it I who played wrong?
Or do I belong to that small few
Who get lost in that race?
Who still seem to pretend
When their daydream ends?

Although life is a serious game
Was it I who played wrong?
Or do I belong...