now that your darlin keeps you home there goes the best war we ve ever had now that nobody s all alone we ll turn forgiveness to forget if you re in town you ll look me up we ll dance the days into the cups and you will talk of golden rivers flowing giving you enough bye bye years of deals and dolls bye bye montreal what wicked patterns we succumb from the warnings we have run now from a figure we have cut the mold and filled the stadium if in as many years i call you from the middle of it all will you forgive me or forget that we were ever born at all