why can't anything be easy, baby?
why can't anything just be magic
and serene?
god rest my soul each night
i fall to pieces, baby
everytime i see you in that mag-ga-zi-ine...
'cause there's nowhere to fall
o one to fault
and no place to go
as the papers fly around
through the center of the town
and i look down,
and suddenly, we both know:
why can't anything be easy, baby?
why can't anything just be magic
and serene?
god rest my soul each night
i fall to pieces baby
everytime i see you
everytime i see you
easy baby, easy baby...