In The End — The Stills

Dream, chasing You followed the sun across Mountains and oceans and cities And small towns

Stopped in, some place They're glad they've met you Their hearts are now with you In joy, and pain

Young and plain Young and plain Young and plain It's your day

You're on your own again

Pause for a photograph You're so good looking You'll turn all the men into boys But just don't get married

Think of resting I'm glad I've met you My heart is now with you in joy And pain