Walking Out

Play a little ragtime song
Let the people all sing along
Somehow the world goes on and on
No one stops its turning

Fears of growing old
Clutch at the lonely souls
Don't let them include us
God knows, we never wanted to die

Oh lord, I'll try to be as good as I should
And help the sick and needy
But sometimes I feel the sky
Closing in on me

Oh lord, I'll try to be as good as I should
And help the sick and needy
But sometimes I feel the sky
Closing in on me

And so continue seeing the good things in me
I'll try to keep the bad down, out of sight
Let me keep on seeing good in you too
But never let me send someone walking out into the night
Never let me send someone walking out into the night