Sometimes

Yes, it's different shoes in which we meet I guess it's up to you who you choose to be I know we may not have the same idea But we try to figure it out while we're still here People ask me what's become of us I always laugh and say the same thing Sometimes, it goes our way Sometimes, it's a crying shame Sometimes, if I look enough, there's good in my day Sometimes, I get all the signs Sometimes, I forget my lines Sometimes, it's all that I can do to make it all right You looked at me in the same way I looked to you You want all the answers to which I don't have replies I needed you indifferent, but these demands you can't supply Sometimes, it goes our way Sometimes, it just slips away Sometimes, if I look enough, there's good in my day Sometimes, I get all the signs Sometimes, I forget my lines The suffering in my head, my darling in my bed And all those things we could've done instead Believe me, leave all these unsatisfied dreams unsaid Sometimes, it goes our way Sometimes, it's a crying shame Sometimes, if I look enough, there's good in my day Sometimes, I read all the signs Sometimes, I forget my lines Sometimes