Some were made for loss...

Some were made for loss
and others trade for life.
Some ladies find love early
while others tend to find it all.

or rather they will never tell...

what happens when he walks down the hall
when he walks down the aisle and
finds he's lost the will...

lost his way, lost his needle, lost the vein.

He loves and loses not a drop

of daylight's precious matter,

of daylight's precious dream.

Did you know that daylight fell asleep?

When the clock strikes twelve and twenty- two
it'll be back again for more
and it will stand for no more;
than moonlit walks and shadow boxing bouts,
said she to the man who had no friends