| I ask myself sometimes at night
Gazing at distant galaxies
That may not exist anymore
Is there such a thing as true true love?
Romeo and Juliet never doubted each other
But they had so little time together
How would they have found the answer
Is there such a thing as genuine satisfaction?
The minute I hold it (the 'it' I coveted for weeks)
There is another 'it' I do not have that comes to my mind
This makes me mad
Is there such a thing as real peace of mind?
What I worked for so hard last year
Inflation, depression and taxation
Can make it close to a zero yield
Is there such a thing as a sure bet?
Seven years ago I bet it all on you
No chips left to play with
No more aces up my sleeve 'Cause you are to me
As sure a bet
As bet can be. | 
