Well I remember (?) what is it to me Tell me Vic now can this world be as sad as it seems I said Joe you will not get an argument from me It sure seems that way from day to day But it's last call Joe it's time for one more drink Before we head out on our way Well hadn't seen a (?) in years It crossed my mind the other day Cause I was walking past the church with the immaculate conception Once he and I watched a crowd stand and wait Four summer parents with a blessed virgin on the wall I said you could see her face Well now I didn't see nothing but you said he saw something Whatever Joe saw it wasn't remotely the same thing It's hard to see trouble coming Hard to see trouble coming Hard to see trouble coming Hard to see trouble coming Hard to see trouble coming (?) days crawl along in the middle of June Sun is staying up late It is hot and still like earthquake weather But I got a feeling I just can't shake (?) hit me like a s**er punch I keep thinking about those days Most of the time I'm glad I moved on But sometimes, sometimes I wish I never had changed I wish that nothing had changed It's hard to see trouble coming Hard to see trouble coming Hard to see trouble coming Hard to see trouble coming Hard to see trouble coming