Sometimes You Win

Quarter after two, staring at my shoes Like i'm searching for some kind of sign Empty one more glass to wash away the past And savor the sting of goodbye Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose But, it's hard to give in to the cold hearted truth That we had it all, now all we had is through Pages, torn apart, sealed inside a jar Like i'm try'n' to imprison the pain I'm jack without a jill, a sky without a star I'll never be the same It's hard to walk away When there's still one card to play And the odds are a million to one Lady luck's a dance hall queen, She can pick your pockets clean, Love is something you can't count oncause I refuse to give in to the cold hearted truth, that we had it all, Now all we had is through (Ad lib) i refuse to believe it --- Sometimes You Win - Bill Champlin, Joseph Williams and Peter Friestedt