I was talking on the phone to an abstract friend All the way from days of innocence About the way things were, and the way things are. How a new life starts as an old life ends With the promise of a new experience, How the strangest things become our guiding star. Mostly re-runs of old movies we've been Half a lifetime vanished, could have been a dream. What're you going to do about this heart of stone That twits your mind and bends your bones What're you going to do about this bad old heart of stone? I said good-bye, really had to fly, Should have been on my way some time ago To set the world aright, and to make my mark, How I keep a brave face, with a smile in place 'cos I really don't want to let it show That I fear failure like a demon in the dark. Always searching for perfection Always searching for a voice to call my own! What're you going to do about this heart of stone That twits your mind and bends your bones What are you going to do when you're all alone at night? How're you going to make this old friend sing How're you going to fix his damaged wings What're you going to do about this bad old heart of stone? I was cruising in a clapped-out care worn carriage Near the crumbling stones of Hadrian Passing monuments to passing men. Heading for a frontier town in time On the borders of a new millenium Weighing my prospects on a scale of ten. Leisure and luxuries they've never been so high. Pride and prejudice they reach right up to the sky. What're you going to do about this heart of stone…..