Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by And I say to myself You're such a lucky guy To have a good girl like her It's truly your dream come true Out of all the fellows in the world She belongs to you' But it was just my imagination Running away with me It was just my imagination Running away with me Soon we'll be married And raise a family oh yeah In a cosy little home In the country With two children maybe three Until you rise I can feel you eyes on all This couldn't be a dream For too real it all seems But it was just my imagination (once again) Running away with me Tell you it's just my imagination Running away with me Every night, on my knees I pray, Dear Lord, hear my plea... Don't ever let another Take her love from me Or I will surely die (I will surely die, oh) Ooh, her love is heavenly When her arms enfold me I hear a tender rhapsody But in reality She doesn't really know me It was just my imagination Running away with me, running Running, running, running, running Just my imagination, running away with me It was just my imagination, running away with me You don't even know my name Just my imagination Running away with me Just my imagination Running away with me, running Running oh, wow, oooh hoo (No it was, oh yes it was) Running away with me, yeah

I look out my window and watch her as she passes by I said to myself I'm such a lucky guy To have a girl like her is strictly a dream come true And of all the girls in New York she loves me true It was just my imagination, once again Running away with me It was just my imagination Running away with me Soon we'll be married and raise a family A boy for you, what about little girls for me I tell you that I, I am just a fellow with a one track mind Whatever it is I want baby I seek and I shall find I'll tell ya, it was just my imagination, once again Running away with me It was just my imagination Running away with me It was just my imagination, once again Running away with me It was just my imagination Running away with me Every night I hope and pray Dear Lord, hear my plea Don't ever let another take her love from me Or I will surely die Her love is ecstasy When her arms enfold me I hear her tender rhapsody But in reality, she doesn't even know me It was just my imagination Running away with me It was just my imagination Running away with me It was just my imagination Running away with me It was just my imagination Running away with me Running away with me Running away with me Running away, running away, running away, running away with me Running away, running away, running away with me

I don't know if you can hear me, or if you're even there I don't know if you will listen to a humble prayer They tell me I am just an outcast, I shouldn't speak to you Still I see your face, and wonder, were you once an outcast too? God help the outcasts, hungry from birth Show them the mercy they don't find on Earth The lost and forgotten, they look to you still God help the outcasts, or nobody will I ask for nothing, I can get by But I know so many less lucky than I God help the outcasts, the poor and downtrod I thought we all were the children of God I don't know if there's a reason Why some are blessed, some not Why the few you seem to favor They fear us, flee us, try not to see us God help the outcasts, the tattered, the torn Seeking an answer to why they were born Winds of misfortune have blown them about You made the outcasts, don't cast them out The poor and unlucky, the weak and the odd I thought we all were children of God

Hello, Harry Well, Hello Louie It's so nice to be back home where I belong You're looking swell, Danny I can tell, Manny You're still glowin', you're still crowin' You're still goin' strong I feel the room swayin' For the band's playin' One of my old favorite songs from way back when So bridge that gap, fellas Find me an empty lap, fellas Dolly'll never go away again! Hello, Dolly Well, Hello Dolly! It's so nice to have you back where you belong You're looking swell, Dolly We can tell, Dolly You're still glowin', you're still crowin' You're still goin' strong We feel the room swayin' For the band's playin' One of your old favorite songs from way back when So Here's my hat fellas I'm stayin' where I'm at, fellas Promise you'll never go away again I went away from the lights of Fourteenth Street And into my personal haze But now that I'm back in the lights of Fourteenth Street Tomorrow will be brighter than the good old days Those good old days Hello Dolly, Well Hello (Hey look it's!) Dolly Glad to see you Hank, let's thank my lucky star Your lucky star Oh, you're lookin' great, Stanley Mmh I think you lost a little bit of weight, Stanley Isn't that right? Dolly's overjoyed and overwhelmed and quite over par I hear the ice tinkle See the lights twinkle And you still get glances from us handsome men (To be specific) So (You're all terrific) Golly gee, fellas Find me a vacant knee, fellas Dolly'll never go away again! (Ah look out boys) (I've got it all on tonight) (Stay out of my way) (Let's bring it on home!) Well, well hello, Dolly Well hello, Dolly It's so nice to have you back where you belong You're lookin' swell, Dolly We can tell, Dolly You're still glowin', you're still crowin' You're still goin' strong I hear the ice tinkle See the lights twinkle And you still get glances from us handsome men So Wow wow wow, fellas Hey, Yeah! Look at the old girl now, fellas (Wow!) Dolly'll never go away again!

I am the captain and this is my shrine. Lord of the manor. See what I leave behind. River in flames, cities on fire. Yes, I'm a relic trapped in the wire. Hydrogen fuel, it burns so clean, Throbs in the veins; a mother lovin' machine. She is my wife. Her mechanical heart Constantly serving 'til death do us part. Now a glorious war draws to a close. The yellow winds blow. And I have to know. Oh industry, whatever will become of me? Soon the cruel rains will start. Is it true we must part company? Oh industry, whatever will become of me? What have I ever done? Where did I go wrong? Joined at the hip; pain, hunger and I, Leave our gift to the world 'neath the phosphorous sky. A labor of love is the truest of all. But will I be forsaken after the fall? Now a glorious war draws to a close. The yellow winds blow. And I have to know. Oh industry, whatever will become of me? Nothing after the flood but the fire and the mud's prophecy. Oh industry, whatever will become of me? Of me? Industry, charity, faith, hope. Industry, charity, faith, hope. Industry, charity, faith, hope. Industry, charity, faith, hope. Industry, charity, faith, hope