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 no 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...