The Last to Know – Dan Fogelberg – letras

Living in a house of cardsPraying the wind doesn’t blow too hardGiving in to differencesStraining to keep up appearances.Making believe the thread can be saveYou’re aching to leave butDeathly afraid of letting goThe threads entangled you so.Jealousies and legal feesRunning away like two refugeesShadowed eyes and alibisTell you too late you’ve been victimized.Freedom is near but seems to elude youTrying to change you dreams intoWhat your needs allowIt should be easy by nowWhy is love always the last to know?Falling back on better daysTrying your damnedest to laughYou’ve thrown those childish dreams awayIt’s over, you say, still you ask