THE WAY IT GOES
(Lynsey De Paul / Malcolm Roberts)
Lynsey De Paul


Is this the way it goes? 
Can anybody answer me? 
Does it always show 
When you never want it to? 

And through my thoughts a glossy rainbow 
Fading fast in shades of grey 
Nothing ever changes 
When you really want it to 

And I see the strangest faces 
In the crowds passing over me 
And the only saving grace is 
I'm protected by my memory 
So if this is the way it goes 
In time I shall find a friend 
For he knows how to mend my mind 
I can't complain... 

There I go again 
Holding on to yesterday 
Chasing roads that run away 
From things I want to see 

And through the haze 
A fresh horizon 
Dawning dreams lie silently 
Will I find a way to reach them? 
Are they what they seem to be 

Still I see the strangest faces 
In the crowds passing over me 
And the only saving grace is 
I'm protected by my memory 

Yes I see the strangest faces 
In the crowds passing over me 
And the only saving grace is 
I'm protected by my memory 

Doobee doo wah...



(Contributed by Brian - February 2004)