I watch you come out of nowhere, your three ships and your hunch

You take my hand and kiss it then you ask me out for lunch

You say I'd be all right with just a little pain

But sweetheart, everyone around me ends up going insane.

And you start by saying don't let my bunch get you down

Just like Christopher Columbus, you don't know what you've found.



You know, it may not be that bad,

it's part and parcel of this brave new game

The more you try to find yourself the more you are the same

So please don't leave me out in the cold

Don't let me die alone, don't let me die old

It may be time to swim for my life while so may others drown

And did Christopher Columbus get rich from what he found?



I'm driving down that same old road, I'm finding nothing new

But every road I take seems to bring me back to you

So now it's time for me to choose

"Cause the rules of this game are use or lose

So I will wait for you to tell me where I'm bound

I'll be like Christopher Columbus who lost what he found.



By Nerissa Nields

©1992 Peter Quince Productions