Lyrics:

B. R. HornsbyWhat's the long face, whats all the crying forDidn't you expect it when you opened your doorTo the man with the long coat and the long list of victimsEverybody watching knows he's the one keeping score>From where she sits, everyone stands in judgementPeople watching as the curtain falls downSee the lights do a long slow fade...The show goes on, and the sad-eyed sisters go walking onEveryone watching all alongThe show goes on, as the autumn's comingand the summer's all goneStill without you, the show goes onSome say she's alright, some say she'll never learnSome rush into things, some stand and wait their turnI've been here all along standing here all this timeBut you never noticed, just let the same tired flames burn>From where she sits, everyone stands in judgementPeople watching as the curtain falls downSee the lights do a long slow fadeThe show goes on, and the sad-eyed sisters go walking onEveryone watching all alongThe show goes on, as the autumn's comingand the summer's all goneStill without you, the show goes onTime is passing,slowly passing you byYou better try to find it before it passes you byAs I watch you walking to another cold dawnAnd you keep on walkingAnd they keep on talkingTalking all along>From where she sits, everyone stands in judgementPeople watching as the curtain falls downSee the lights do a long slow fadeThe show goes on, and the sad-eyed sisters go walking onEveryone watching all alongThe show goes on, as the autumn's comingand the summer's all goneStill without you, the show goes on

Bruce Hornsby The Show Goes On