Why, why, why
Miss American Pie
You went and lived a new life
With cherry and rye
I've often wondered
How that domestic thing would go
A wife, a kid(s)
Bun in the oven
Two in the other one
Hows it looking, am I the only one? (who wonders about such things)
How it would be,
How would it be seen?
Why do we care
If others live their dream?
We live our life
Full to the seams
Full of sunshine and rainbows
Magic and dreams
But behind the scenes
When all's quiet at night
We sit still and cry
Into the twilight sky
