A thousand word to every picture but where's the opening line?
A penny for your thoughts or can you spare the change of mind?
25 years of living, but where's the opening line?
Where's the melody and harmony that telling me it's all right?
Several lovers and some heartache, but where's the opening line?
Where's the sad love song let her let me cry
I've said good-bye to some good friends but where's the opening line?
Oh, I gotta feeling that I'm reeling in a hookless bunch of tangled lines.

And no matter where you go
You're always dropping someone some kinda line

I'm just waiting for the one that's mine
Maybe something old that needs the dust shined
Maybe something grew cold separated by state lines
I'm sure you'll find sometimes that you've been my.
Opening line...

A thousand word to every picture but where's the opening line?
A penny for your thoughts or can you spare the change of mind?
25 years of living, but where's the opening line?
Where's the melody and harmony that telling me it's all right?

Several lovers and some heartache, but where's the opening line?
Where's the sad love song let her let me cry
I've said good-bye to some good friends but where's the opening line?
Oh, I gotta feeling that I'm reeling in a hookless bunch of tangled lines.

And no matter where you go
You're always dropping someone some kinda line

I'm just waiting for the one that's mine
Maybe something old that needs the dust shined
Maybe something grew cold separated by state lines
I'm sure you'll find sometimes that you've been my.
Opening line...

And no matter where you go
You're always dropping someone some kinda line

I'm just waiting for the one that's mine
Maybe something old that needs the dust shined
Maybe something grew cold separated by state lines
I'm sure you'll find sometimes that you've been my.
And I'm just waiting for the one that's mine
Maybe something old that needs the dust shined