You never think to and it shows
How many times have you been told to look
With no referral to a glance
Or what's revealed beyond the facts
So follow all your own advice
Or would that be to much to ask?
But had it been another way
Would there still be things left to say?

It's like the politician's dance
He wears the things you'd like to see
He could convice you with his plans
But in the end where would you be
It goes around and back again
And when replayed who'll be your friend
But had it been another way
Would there still be things left to say?