Well my tangerine this morning
Was adorned with a green leaf
It tasted sweet and squirted
In my eye in disbelief
Your lips were warm and gentle
I had to ask you why
Last night we were dancing
And now you say goodbye
I'll call you Betty Davis
Call me Jimmy if you will
Somehow old Clark Gable
Always made your heart stand still
Judy Garland was my favourite
She didn't have to die
Somewhere past the rainbow
There's a land without goodbyes
Last week on the subway
I stood out in my pride
Confidence my best man
And hope she was my bride
Now I sit here wondering
Who rewrote my play?
Who confined my character?
And who defined my day?
Oh you can call me Sonny
And I could call you Cher
You could win an Oscar
And I'll pretend that I don't care
Marilyn was so special
She didn't have to die
Somewhere past the rainbow
There's a land without goodbyes
You could call for Fred Astaire
And I could call for Gin
I see no conclusion
Yet alone where to begin
Find me a new director
A real happy ending man
One who can inspire
And one who understands
Cos somewhere past the rainbow
Is a land without goodbyes
Somewhere past the rainbow
There's a land without goodbyes
Somewhere past the rainbow
There's a land without goodbyes