Far, Far Away What if this were it? The end of it all And all of the end? What should I say? What should I do? Since no one's there To tell me, "I love you." I look to the end With a gleam in my eyes And look to the present To close open ties I love you, Barb, And I love you, Michelle; I love you, Val, And everyone else. But as I give my love To everyone else, What is there left For me and myself? On the surface My life is a wonderful thing, But the image of life Is no more than a ding. So I stand here and look Far, far away, And think that there be Where I want to play...