A lot of tears, a lot of hate
There it goes all the magic
But that's alright and it's her
On the phone pretending
Everything is just tragic
I've been counting the years
Trying to fake my way
All around it and get along
But she was great
When she was great
I remember the kick 1956
Was just magic and came undone
Watch him yearning for the throne
Back in 1969 with a habit but that's alright
'Cause he was great
When he was great
But then again you got me wrong
'Cause you don't have to worry
What's on my mind
I've been staring at the clock
Waiting to be part of the magic
I guess, at least I got a place
To be in between a shot and a dream
But we were great
When we were great