She was only seventeen, lost in the spaces in between Looking for a place she could belong He was a new face on the scene, another punk with his heart on his sleeve He was gonna change the world with his song But the world has its own ideas We all must play the hand fate deals When our plans have come and gone We all share one heart song We all sing along We all sing along Mrs. Jones cried herself to sleep, Valium and a bottle of gin to keep Mrs. Jones lonely body warm at night Marriage aint all she thought it would be, bought into the whole suburban fantasy Everything was gonna be just right But the world has its own ideas We all must play the hand fate deals When our plans have come and gone We all share one heart song We all sing along We all sing along When nothing turns out right, feels like a losing fight Until we learn how to dance to that song Its a symphony And it goes on An old man starts another day alone, a cardboard bed for his home And feels the young ones stare behind his back He sees himself in their pride, sees himself in their arrogant stride He was gonna be a big CEO But the world has its own ideas We all must play the hand fate deals When our plans have come and gone We all sing one heart song We all sing along We all sing along We all sing along We all sing along It goes on and on It goes on and on It goes on and on It goes on and on It goes on and on It goes on and on It goes on and on It goes on and on
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