Well I heard enough
And I've seen enough
And I know anough to know
I know a good thing when I see it
And it's a bad thing to let go
We'll always be lovers
With borders of there own
And you may charge across
In a golden chariot
But you will never be at home
'Cause I had dreams
Like distant thunder
I had hope like a prayer unheard
This nothing less than perfect
In a less than perfect world
All those angles running
Picking up the pieces
Putting back togheter
Hearts broke long ago
I know a good thing when I see it
And it's a bad thing to let go
It's a bad thing to let go
It's a bad thing.