(Music and lyrics by Richard Marx)
Twenty four and he believes for sure he’s got it made
Fame is here for good and looks will never fade
He doesn’t know
The game is never over till the cards have all been played
Eighty three and still he feels his best is yet to come
He believes that youth is wasted on the young
He’s alone
The only dream he ever has is being with someone
Love you when you’re standing tall
But nobody knows you when you’re falling
All you have to do is call
But nobody ever hears the silent scream.
Christmas came and went again but still nobody came
Staring at her wedding photo in a frame
She’s alone
We should hope the loss of memory helps to ease the pain
Chorus
Memories, moments you recall
We should be remembered for the greatest of them all
You can’t begin to live someone else’s life
Or your own will pass you by
Oh, who’s to know
Maybe we can learn a thing or two from everyone
Chorus