Chauvelin

Who needs a dream?
Who needs ambition?
Who’d be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they’re obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions

Then they move in
Oh, so discreetly
Slowly at first,
Smiling too sweetly
I opened doors,
They walked right through them
Called me their friend;
I hardly knew them . . .

Now I’m where I want to be and who I want to be
And doing what I always said I would and yet
I feel I haven’t won at all
Running for my life and never looking back
In case there’s someone right behind to shoot me down
And say he always knew I’d fall
When the crazy wheel slows down
Where will I be?
Back where I started

Don’t get me wrong,
I’m not complaining
Times have been good
Fast, entertaining
But what’s the point
If I’m concealing
Not only love,
All other feeling . . .

Now I’m where I want to be and who I want to be
And doing what I always said I would and yet
I feel I haven’t won at all
Running for my life and never looking back
In case there’s someone right behind to shoot me down
And say he always knew I’d fall
When the crazy wheel slows down
Where will I be?
Back where I started