They say it takes work to keep a love strong
But my love and I are listless and weary
We're laid-back and languid, it's gone on so long
That our languor of love's just a limitless theory
The cost of a passion is a passionate price

Some well-paid words from the therapist

She didn't know when she gave her advice

The size of the hole in my bucket list

The size of the hole in my bucket list



What can I say when I can't find the words?

What should I do when I don't have the strength?

I know I should know all the things I should learn

But time is too short to go to great lengths



Do I have what it takes to fly out of the fog?

And find a good reason to get my heart pounding

Get a new hobby, job, a mistress, a dog

Or keep eating and drinking and binging and lounging



The cost of a passion is a passionate price

Some well-paid words from the therapist

She didn't know when she gave her advice

The size of the hole in my bucket list

The size of the hole in my bucket list



What can I say when I can't find the words?

What should I do when I don't have the strength?

I know I should know all things I should learn

But time is too short to go to great lengths



Time was slow, the future long

When we were young we didn't know

Most of our song would not get sung

Would not get sung