Somedays there's time
And sometimes there's wine
And some wines are just better
With some friends of mine
You can't find this town
Can't leave it alone
But you can't be a stranger
To all you've known
Somehow you learn
There's someone for you
And then you love someone
And believe, this is true
Where do we go wrong?
Where do we go bold?
Where do you...?
Between the morning
And the end of the night
Between the song of cradle
And the approaching light
The poet was all
The painter was a mess
The heiress from Dublin
Deserves what she gets
When you pour it alone
You pour it for sure
What you spill on the table
Might well be the cure
Where do we go wrong?
Where do we go bold?
Where do you...?
Do you ever wonder
How people go mad?
They fear what's coming
And miss what they have
Somedays there's time
And sometimes there's wine
But some wine's just better
With some friends of mine
Where do we go wrong?
Where do we go wrong?
Where do you go?