1:07:00
Gray clouds in the sky above
1:07:08
Have put a blot on my fun
1:07:16
I'll try to fly high above
1:07:22
I'll try to fly high above
1:07:24
For my place
1:07:27
In the sun
1:07:31
And I'll face
1:07:34
The unknown
1:07:39
I'll build a world
1:07:42
Of my own
1:07:46
No one knows better
1:07:50
Than I myself
1:07:54
No, no one knows better
1:07:58
Than I myself
1:08:02
How I wanted love and fell
1:08:06
Now I say what the hell
1:08:10
All of those black days
are gone
1:08:17
'Cause it's solo
1:08:21
All alone
1:08:23
By myself
1:08:27
From
1:08:29
Now
1:08:32
On
1:08:50
Did you call New York?
1:08:52
- Called New York.
- And?
1:08:53
- It's a little complicated.
- Well, tell me.
1:08:55
Can't it wait
until after the show?
1:08:57
No, it can't, George.
Tell me.
1:08:58
- All right. You've got a case.
- I knew it. I told you.