You never think to and it shows How many times have you been told to look With no referral to a glance Or what's revealed beyond the facts So follow all your own advice Or would that be to much to ask? But had it been another way Would there still be things left to say? It's like the politician's dance He wears the things you'd like to see He could convice you with his plans But in the end where would you be It goes around and back again And when replayed who'll be your friend But had it been another way Would there still be things left to say?