© 2004 Midnight Island Music
You always think of the future I always look surprised I thought this sort of life would suit you I guess the moon got in my eyes You're right, you're right I can see that It's time to get some of it back If you need someone strong I can be that As long as you pick up the slack I count the cost with every step of everything you want that hasn't happened yet But nothing's lost I've made a plan: I'm in a phonebooth waiting to turn into Superman. The house is collapsing around us A window blew out in the night We always took life as it found us Hoped things would turn out all right But some effort on my part is called for The men that you watch on tv Can smooth out the holes in the wallboard Just like you thought I could be I count the cost with every step of everything you want that hasn't happened yet But nothing's lost I've made a plan: I'm in a phonebooth waiting to turn into Superman. The suit will look good in the evening When we're out entertaining our friends But who can afford the drycleaning With no means justifying the ends My life is a puddle I slipped in Asleep when I started to slide It wasn't like this back on Krypton The little one got a free ride I count the cost with every step of everything you want that hasn't happened yet But nothing's lost I've made a plan: I'm in a phonebooth waiting to turn into Superman.