You and me are old

You and me are young

You and me have always

Let words go unsung



Nothing left to see

Nothing left to do

Nothing left to talk about



How I intrude

This impossible room

I still believe

That great American smile



Nothing's ever right

Nothing's ever wrong

But nothing's ever quite like

The stories and songs (nothing ever)



Nothing is the same

Nothing ever changes

And nothing's ever quite like

The pictures I've seen (nothing's ever)



Heroes always bleed

But heroes never cry

Heroes always get the best girl

And then die (nothing's ever)



How I intrude

This impossible dream

I still believe

That great American smile



G. Webb Feb. '82