I could never live a life without you
I could never do another film
I will be absent in this farewell
I won't be playing this charade

It's not like it's the end, no
You always could start over again

Holding up the sky
Wearing Sunday mornings
It takes a lot to get by these days
You hang around for the lights to change
But no ones moved
So you might as well just take over

And scene