Joe Pisapia Music On Hold
[Verse 1]
There's a way to win
So tell yourself again
But understanding is such a bigger word
All the more you get older
Still the mail comes in
Then the late March winds
Soon the holiday lights are taken down
Without much fascination
[Chorus]
Was there magic
Did you miss it
All the songs of life and love and laughter
That never got written
[Verse 2]
There's a human voice
Beyond the touch tone choice
But how long do we have to wait
Just for communication
Somewhere a fiery heart
With a thousand false starts
Move the trash to the street on Sunday nights
Without much fascination
[Chorus]
Was there magic
Did you miss it
All the songs of life and love and laughter
That never got written
That never got written
That never were written