Crest of a Wave

Well, you can ride on the crest of a wave if that's where you want to be

But does the look on your face mean you're really feeling happy?

Or do you feel like you're standing on a wooden leg? Or a poor man much to proud to beg?

Or a page from a book that can't be read at all?

Well, you can see by the way that they are talking

That it's time for you to pick up your grip and start walking

'Cause they want to see your long legs flying

Go to the place where the Εarth meets the sky and

Don't stop to turn around and wave goodbye at all

They won't be satisfied till you're out of their sight

But I wonder how will you feel

With a deck of cards and you're not around to deal

You're not around to deal, yeah

They won't be satisfied till you're out of their sight

But I wonder how will you feel

With a deck of cards and you're not around to deal

You're not around to deal

You can say it's a lie, a joke that you are living

But you know one thing they don't; you won't give in

'Cause you're like a cat chasin' its tail makes a million circles but you're gonna fail

Sometimes you just don't understand

Well, you can ride on the crest of a wave if that's where you want to be

But does the look on your face mean you're really feeling happy?

Or do you feel like you're standing on a wooden leg? Or a poor man much to proud to beg?

Or a page from a book that can't be read at all?

Or do you feel like you're standing on a wooden leg? Or a poor man much to proud to beg?

Or a page from a book that can't be read at all?

Read at all