And the show goes, and the show goes on
And the show goes on and on and on
California, I miss, every time you smile
It was hard to resist ya
Had us all beguiled
I know it must have been hard for you
Being so young and all
Oh, it sort of gets you
Gonna need a soft place to fall
Running, running out of time
As the sun goes down on the vine
As the moon flies overhead
I think of you
How do you start to make a change
What if you make a stand
How do you hide behind your rays
Out in the desert sand
If I could just get a hand to you
Would you put yours in mine
If I could just get a strand to you
Would you grab that line
Running, running out of time
As the sun goes down on the vine
And the moon flies over my head
I think of you
And the show goes on, and the show goes on
And the show goes on and on and on
Running, running out of time
Sun goes down on the vine
Moon flies overhead
I think of you
You do everything against his will
Something's gonna blow
Do you think this is a rehearsal
This is not the way to go
Some folks say what's wrong is right
How ya gonna know
Your life is on the line tonight
Whoa, Gotta quit this show
Running, running, running out of time
As the sun goes down
And the moon flies over my head
Oh, I think of you
Running, running out of time
As the sun goes down
As the sun goes down on the 'vine
Moon flies over
And the moon flies over my head
I think of you
Running, running out of time
As the sun goes down
As the sun goes down on the vine
And the moon flies over
And the moon flies over my head
Oh, I think of you
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And the show goes, and the show goes on
And the show goes on and on and on
California, I miss, every time you smile
It was hard to resist ya
Had us all beguiled
I know it must have been hard for you
Being so young and all
Oh, it sort of gets you
Gonna need a soft place to fall
Running, running out of time
As the sun goes down on the vine
As the moon flies overhead
I think of you
How do you start to make a change
What if you make a stand
How do you hide behind your rays
Out in the desert sand
If I could just get a hand to you
Would you put yours in mine
If I could just get a strand to you
Would you grab that line
Running, running out of time
As the sun goes down on the vine
And the moon flies over my head
I think of you
And the show goes on, and the show goes on
And the show goes on and on and on
Running, running out of time
Sun goes down on the vine
Moon flies overhead
I think of you
You do everything against his will
Something's gonna blow
Do you think this is a rehearsal
This is not the way to go
Some folks say what's wrong is right
How ya gonna know
Your life is on the line tonight
Whoa, Gotta quit this show
Running, running, running out of time
As the sun goes down
And the moon flies over my head
Oh, I think of you
Running, running out of time
As the sun goes down
As the sun goes down on the 'vine
Moon flies over
And the moon flies over my head
I think of you
Running, running out of time
As the sun goes down
As the sun goes down on the vine
And the moon flies over
And the moon flies over my head
Oh, I think of you
And the show goes on and on and on
California, I miss, every time you smile
It was hard to resist ya
Had us all beguiled
I know it must have been hard for you
Being so young and all
Oh, it sort of gets you
Gonna need a soft place to fall
Running, running out of time
As the sun goes down on the vine
As the moon flies overhead
I think of you
How do you start to make a change
What if you make a stand
How do you hide behind your rays
Out in the desert sand
If I could just get a hand to you
Would you put yours in mine
If I could just get a strand to you
Would you grab that line
Running, running out of time
As the sun goes down on the vine
And the moon flies over my head
I think of you
And the show goes on, and the show goes on
And the show goes on and on and on
Running, running out of time
Sun goes down on the vine
Moon flies overhead
I think of you
You do everything against his will
Something's gonna blow
Do you think this is a rehearsal
This is not the way to go
Some folks say what's wrong is right
How ya gonna know
Your life is on the line tonight
Whoa, Gotta quit this show
Running, running, running out of time
As the sun goes down
And the moon flies over my head
Oh, I think of you
Running, running out of time
As the sun goes down
As the sun goes down on the 'vine
Moon flies over
And the moon flies over my head
I think of you
Running, running out of time
As the sun goes down
As the sun goes down on the vine
And the moon flies over
And the moon flies over my head
Oh, I think of you
Writer: Thomas McAleese
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid