The Godfather - Dag Nasty, London May

Always caring

always mine

still always listening

for what isn’t there

it just isn’t there at all

The smallest doubt can swell and grow

all hope can shrink into indifference

it makes no difference to me

I was only five

when I heard the tale

of the little train that said

I think I can

But what’s hard to give

is hard to get

and once you’ve lost it it’s always gone

it’s always gone

Sometimes I wish that I could cry

instead of wondering

what’s on her mind

what was on my mind this time

For consolation there’s

always a next time

but will you take the time?

It will take some time

Don’t misunderstand

half the time I can

Don’t misunderstand

half the time I only think I can

I was only five

when I heard the tale

of the little train that said

I think I can

But what’s hard to give

is hard to get

and once you’ve lost it it’s always gone

it’s always gone

Standing on the railroad tracks

I hear the whistle

the Godfathers call

the biggest train of all

It’s speeding closer towards the bridge

I’m hoping it can show me how it’s done