A man and a woman come together as strangers When they part they’re usually strangers still It’s like a practical joke played on us by our maker Empty bottles that can’t be filled
Baby, who’s to say it should have been different now that it’s done Baby, who’s to say that it should have been, anyway Baby, who’s to say that it even matters in the long run Give it just a minute And it will blow away It’ll blow away
You fancy me to be the master of your feelings You barely bruise me with your looks to kill Though I admit we were sometimes brutal in our dealings I never held you against your will
Baby, who’s to say it should have been different now that it’s done Baby, who’s to say that it should have been, anyway Baby, who’s to say that it even matters in the long run Give it just a minute And it will blow away It’ll blow away
Your case against me is so very clearly stated I plead no contest, I just turn and shrug I’ve come to figure all importance overestimated You must mean water when you beg for blood
Baby, who’s to say it should have been different now that it’s done Baby, who’s to say that it should have been, anyway Baby, who’s to say that it even matters in the long run Give it just a minute And it will blow away It’ll blow away
Like a feather in a whirlwind Blow away Just as sure as the world spins Blow away