Charles Aznavour Follow

At the end of your day, alone
Are you busy being right, my friend?
In the wars you wage with no one

There is a time, we must fight for our lives
There is a time, we can't see black from white
There is a time, we give in to the night
Open a door or window
Let the breeze in
Let the winds blow

Sometimes I step out over the fence
Faraway from the safety of the nest
Out across the open fields
To a world beyond aloneness

There is a time, we must sit with ourselves
There is a time, we go back to the well
There is a time, we need somebody to tell
Secretive words
Need to be heard
After your years of silence

There is a time, we must fight for our lives
There is a time, we can't see black from white
There is a time, we give in to the night
On a good day
Or a hard day
Your love is the only way

At the end of your day, alone
Are you busy being right, my friend?