somedays there s time and sometimes there s wine and some wines are just better with some friends of mine you can t fight this town can t leave it alone but you can t be a stranger to all you ve known somehow you learn there s someone for you and then you love someone and believe this is true where do we go wrong where do we go bold where do you between the morning and the end of the night between the song of cradle and the approaching light the poet was all the painter was a mess the heiress from dublin deserves what she gets when you pour it alone you pour it for sure what you spill on the table might well be the cure where do we go wrong where do we go bold where do you do you ever wonder how people go mad they fear what s coming and miss what they had somedays there s time and sometimes there s wine but some wine s just better with some friends of mine  where do we go wrong where do we go wrong where do you go 