Music and Lyrics by Gwen Greenway and Ken Mayo

Why, tell me why should I want you

Dreamy distraction I should know this must be wrong

Just like a fire growing from a spark

A full moon lighting up the dark, I play

Till something better comes along.

But I gave you flowers and made you a believer

A true romantic while you played my paramour

Your kisses gave me such a fever

Yet somehow that evening

You walked out the door.

So now that we know this is over

Not sad and remorseful like an old familiar song

It’s like a race we could never win

We skated over ice so thin we played

Till something better comes along

Till something better comes along.