Who are we trying to kid, life to men
Is like a massive refrigerator
Where every time we try, we struggle to find
Enter stage left, the moderator

To show us the way through this giant mind maze
That daily gets out of hand
Where all that we need we can't seem to see
Without the help of a good woman

When the look on our face is a far-off gaze
They know just when to step in
To help a fella out, deep seated in doubt
To exactly where the item is

Where lo and behold wouldn't you know
It appears right in front of us
Within arm's reach and easy to see
Where would we be without a woman to trust

...to find everything for us

Lord only knows
What I am feeling
Deep down inside
What I'm going through
My head is reeling
With the dealings I'm dealing
In need of spiritual healing
Ain't it the truth

Lord only knows
Which way the wind blows
Why when I'm told
I don't follow through
Still hold to the hope
As my faith grows
With his help I cope
Ain't it the truth

Lord only knows
What's coming next
In him there is rest
He's the living proof
On him I am making
The firmest foundation
There is no time wasted
Ain't it the truth

Looking down from the stars up above
We look like a farm full of ants on the run
Moving here and there at a frantic pace
Not a one of us projected to win this race

You would think we would think after awhile
This nonsense of happenstance is wearing us down
Constant chaos in and out of our ranks
As we take the bait on who next to hate

Not a one of us here seems to care
As we hither and thither in this heated affair
Every last one like ants on the run
As seen looking down from the stars up above

He held her close
Cheek to cheek
As it was meant to be

The lights were dim
But they could see
By the flame of love that burned between

They gently swayed
As the music played
Inside their aging minds

Taking a chance
At the last dance
Before the end of time

Holding tight to the love
That pulled at the seams
Of their memories

Unsurpassed
By anything
They even dared to dream

She was the first to go
But only by a minute or so
From their shared hospital bed

He kissed her soft
Then came along
In this, their final dance

A band of frogs
In a ***
Of cooking oil
Not yet hot

Turn the heat
Up slowly
Not a single one
Suspects a thing

Before they know
What's going on
You've got a ***
Of boiled toads

If you start the ***
Off real hot
And toss in the toad
Away he'll hop

And the moral to the story is...

Fool you, fool me
With a little heat
Before you know
We're in too deep

Without a thought
Of just how hot
We've found ourselves
In this boiling ***

Where went the good old days
That crazy once upon a time
When I respected your ways
And you let me live mine

Are we only now just finding out
It’s all about having control
No more you do you the way you want to
While you leave me alone

If what I have to say and do
Has nothing new to do with you
Why do you try your best to
Get me to jump through all the hoops

Like this is some sort of circus act
An attempt at slight of hand
We’ll let these fools make up the rules
Until there’s nothing left

Of the Que Sera Sera
What will be will be
When you did you the way you wanted to
And left the rest up to me

You gave me your hand
I gave you mine
We took our fingers
And intertwined
How can something so simple
Simply feel right
As we walk hand in hand
This journey called life

We picked up the pace
About mid-way
Stepped on the gas
Foot off the brakes
As we slid past
The life that we made
Into these golden years
With touches of gray

Comfortable in
Each other’s hand
How ever long, we’re given left
From the first intertwine
Of fingers we had
We knew it was right
The perfect life
Both hand in hand