This Is How It Feels

This is how it feels
Livin' on a hillside
Here we are, just like two old married people
Our guest is going home, and we're alone.

This is what I need
This is what I've longed for
Someone young and smilin'
Climbin' up my hill!

Emile, you know, my mother says we had nothing in common, but she's wrong. We have something very important in common.

Yes, we are both beloved.

Yes, but more than, man. We're the same kind of people fundamentally – you and me. We appreciate things! We're not blasé. You know what I mean
I hear the human race
Is fallin' on its face.

And hasn't very far to go
But ev'ry whippoorwill
Is sellin' me a bill
And tellin' me it just ain't so.

I could say life is just a bowl of Jello
And appear more intelligent and smart
But I'm stuck like a dope
With a thing called hope
And I can't get it out of my heart!
Not this heart...