What's in a life
If you don't live it, baby
It's just getting on by
With a promise, what if, maybe
Hanging around
Waiting for something to fall
And once in a while
The paper smile must come a-way
What's in a life
If you don't live it, baby
What's in a kiss
If you can't feel it, baby
The lips maybe sweet
But are they sweet enough to contain it
You're wasting your time
Hanging out of windows painting
And once in a while
The paper smile must come and go
And where it blows
Who knows
And where it goes
It goes
I'm glad to see it go
I'm glad to see it go
And what's in a dream
If you can't be it, baby
Look away, you're painted smile
Look away, you're painted smile
Wipe away your painted smile
Wipe away your painted smile
Look away you're painted smile
Wipe away your painted smile
Painted smile, painted smile
Painted smile, painted smile
