"Bon voyage" was something that I once said And eventually regretted But, its come up again and I wonder if The same mistakes I used to make could be remade 'Cause I've been through this before Well, I've said that too There's just so much that we can fake Before we break ourselves into two Twenty two, the years can hardly catch up With the years of playing catch up Must there always be a catch? What we really want is just ahead, just over that hill And the more I learn, the less I try to climb The more we change, the more we wish, we stayed the same The more we try to fake ourselves into beliefs 'The gra** must be green somewhere'