Is it my imagination or is it my iron pride? I wonder if it matters much if time is on my side.
I'd rather press on, I don't wanna rest easy, anywhere I stray, I will make it a brand new day.
Anyway, that's all I've got to say.

I'd rather be by the seaside, than be playing a one night stand.
I've been too wrapped up in my own dreams, I will change things if I can.
I gotta press on, don't wanna rest easy.

Wouldn't it feel fine to return to the women and the wine and all of the sunshine that we knew?
You will never know what blue is until you have played the game,
till you live life in solitaire where no one knows your name.
I'd rather press on, I don't want to rest easy.

Have it anyway you will, I will be with you right up until the spell is broken and all is well.
If you'd rather be by the seashore, well, I sure can understand.
Are you too wrapped up in your own scene? I would change things if I can.
I'd rather press on, don't wanna rest easy.

Wouldn't it feel fine, but remembering the rhythm and the rhymes
and all of the good times makes me blue.
Wouldn't it feel fine to return to the women and the wine and all of the sunshine that we knew?