Every moment of your life,
Is a chance to get it right.
Every moment you've been living in,
You could turn it on like a light.
And the weight of the years,
Has got me bursting into tears.
Standing here with nothing,
I stand alone inside my fears.
Like an actor reveals a deeper state.
When I tell you now for me,
It's not too late. (It's not too late.)

To tell you, baby:
It's you and only you and no one else.
And I mean it, even when I'm talking to myself.
I said baby, it's you and only you and no one else.

And, how I miss Moscow, (Moscow);
Those people really know,
How to have a good time,
in a mixed up state of mind.
And, Monotov's Private Opera is closed.
So I guess I'll go home now because there's no where else to go.

And tell you, baby:
It's you and only you and no one else.
And I mean it, even when I'm talking to myself.
I said baby, it's you and only you and no one else.
It's you and no one else.

But I'm lost inside a poem.
And now I'm walking by myself
In the dark, all alone.
But these actors and dramatists
They won't send me home.

Maybe I'm like my father,
Strung out on something no one other
Held to a standard--
We were always sinking under.
And, maybe I'm like my mother,
She shattered cause no one loved her.
And, maybe I--maybe I am like no other.

And some moments are more real than the books I've read.
And a good woman, well, maybe she meant what she said
'Cause I tell you now, some things go straight to my head.

And I'll tell you, baby:
It's you and only you and no one else.
And I'll mean it, even when I'm talking to myself
I said baby:
It's you and only you and no one else.
Yes I'll mean it.
Talking to myself
I'm talking to myself
I'm talking to myself.
Talking to myself.
Maybe.

Everything changed in a day.
And I know, another one, on the way. (x3)