Between the Lines - Remastered

There's never much to say between
 The moments of our games and repartee
 There's never much to read between
 The lines of what we need and what we'll take
 There's never much to talk about or say aloud
 But say it anyway
 Of holidays and yesterdays
 And broken dreams that somehow slipped away
 In books and magazines of how to be
 And what to see while you are being
 Before and after photographs
 Teach how to pass from reaching to believing
 We live beyond our means on other peoples' dreams
 And that's succeeding
 Between the lines of photographs, I've seen the past
 It isn't pleasing
 So strike another match
 We'll have another cup of wine
 And dance until the evening's dead
 Of too much song and time
 There's never much to talk about
 Or read between the lines
 Of what we dream about when we're apart
 And no one's looking on to say "you're mine"
 It was a good year then. It was a good year then
 We all remember the time you threw the looking glass
 And seemed a fool, or very clever
 Don't spoil it all. I can't recall
 A time when you were stuck without an answer
 We'll live a quiet peaceful time between the lines
 And go together
 And I'm striking up the band
 To play our last hurrah
 We'll dance until we've killed another evening off
 Don't think of anyone but me
 I'll have no lovers on the side
 Tonight is all we ever dreamed about
 For once, let's get it right
 We'll go down flying in the end
 Throw another bottle in between the lines
 We'll go down like a ship of state
 Let's be gracious now
 
 Between the lines