Blues Traveler

Music & lyrics: john popper
If cyrano de bergerac
Fell prey to the blades of fifty men
With a heart and a sword hed drive them back
Perchance to see roxannes eyes light up the sky again
And when beauty kind and full of grace
Again denied the beast her hand
The beast he turned and hid his face
And tried with all his might and magic to understand
And once upon a time
You know I used to wondery why
You know no one should need to cry
In pain of a heart forbade to fly
But you learn to say goodbye
As you whisper beneath a sigh
Sweet pain
Cant you plainly see?
Sweet pain
You know it matters to me
Sweet pain
Wont you make me feel at home?
Sweet pain
Dont you dare leave me alone
Sometimes a life that seems hard to take
Is soothed for a while by an old friend
Leaving a bad need in its wake
Sad how, some friendships never ever seem to end
Well all of my heroes up and died
Songs and a dream are left for me
What did them in, not suicide
Just a lengthy friendship and a dream of (how) it could be
And isnt it a crime?
Was it more than they could bear?
You know they did not even care
At all and they might have something there
But Im here and I dont see where
All I hear is their silent prayer
Sweet pain
Is it so terribly wrong?