Pretending

Tough day in the city
All the lights go out
And we try to make good sense of it all

Tough time in the city
All the bars are closed
And we try once more

There's something on your mind
That's telling you to yield
And we're tired and we're tired and we're tired of pretending
That something's wrong

Let's go to the country
In the pouring sun
And we try to make some fun of it all

Let's stay in the meadow
All the bugs are out
And we try once more
Oh, we try

There's something on my mind
That's telling me to fold
And we're tired and we're tired and we're tired of pretending
There's nothing wrong going on