(John Farrar/Pat Farrar)
Twelve hours a day ain't such a long time
It's only a means to an end
He thinks that his pay will buy her devotion
But he's only payin' for her to pretend
What more can he do but give her his heart
Wrapped up in a love so sincere
Lookin' around at all that they have
It seems clear
That it's never enough, never never enough
Why is all that we have simply never enough?
No it's never enough, never never enough
It's so sad
Is anything ever enough?
She ran out of time for people who loved her
Their love couldn't get her nowhere
Isn't it sad she started collecting
Friends who are strangers but she doesn't care
Surrounding herself with phonies and fools
Who tell her what she wants to hear
Looking around at all that they have it seems clear
That it's never enough, never never enough
Why is all that we have simply never enough?
No it's never enough, never never enough
It's so sad
Is anything ever enough?
Why must we want so much more than we have?
Will we never be satisfied?
Just look around
How can we feel so denied?