on being frank

i had it all

or should i say i saw it all?

and it's a long way from the dustbin of new jersey to the top

who would have known?

who would have known

i had a dream

but dreams had other plans for me

for 30 years i set the thermostat

where frank sinatra liked it

and old his girl hands on his hats

i never knew which one were mine

now he's gone

and i'm alone

and i don't know where i might be going

i heard the wind

the wind stopped blowing

set me on the roadside from the house

but how

for me was always someone else you know

that shadows always fall

when the sun goes down

i shook the hands

a few dames and presidents

and though they always smile politely

with a measure of decorum

still their eyes would stare beyond me

for a glimpse of something more

but now he's gone

now they're gone

and i don't know where i might be going

i heard the wind

the wind stopped blowing

set me on the roadside from the house

but how

for me was always someone else you know

that shadows always fall

when the sun goes down

alone

is shadow of a star

don't you know

that shadows always fall

yeah shadows always fall

when the sun goes down

and i don't know where i might be going

i heard the wind

the wind stopped blowing

set me on the roadside from the house

but how

for me was always someone else to go