Sometimes I'm alone and sometimes if I sit down I can't fit
Sometimes I'm a loose dog that's stopped barking
Sometimes, hell, there are so many things yet to be decided
Sometimes I have you, sometimes I don't
Sometimes everything's so beautiful it seems impossible
Sometimes it is, sometimes it isn't
For those who love life
For those having too many questions
For those like me, who feel too much
For those who owe someone something
For the trick at the end of the evening
That makes you perfect again
For that man who was right
And bore your name
Sometimes this world makes America look good
Sometimes I choose the least worst, yet it never wins
Sometimes again "bella ciao" and I get the shivers
Even though I never sing it
Sometimes I think every heart has a hidden murmur
Sometimes I have you, sometimes I don't
For those who love life
For those having too many questions
For those like me, who feel too much
For those who owe someone something
For the trick at the end of the evening
That makes you perfect again
For that man who was right
And bore your name