Some say you've got to lose to win Any moment now Our luck will stumble in And claim us at the lost and found And help us all get our feet back on the ground
Disappearing act I want my money back Disappearing act I wish life had warned us long ago We're only one half of a disappearing act
Who pulled the rug out under us? Maybe all the time In the world ain't quite enough One day you're saying "Look Ma, no hands" Then itâs "Help me Ma, I just don't understand"
Disappearing act I want my childhood back Disappearing act I wish life had warned us long ago We're on the wrong half of a disappearing act
Oh and when you hear "The Saints Go Marching In" As you're walking down your street again No magic wand can make it stop And as your house of cards comes crashing down So loud it makes you turn around Look longer Think harder now
Some say you've got to lose to win Any moment now Our luck will stumble in And claim us at the lost and found And help us all get our feet back on the ground
Disappearing act I want my money back Disappearing act I wish life had warned us long ago We're on the wrong half of a disappearing act
Compositor: Ronald Eldon Sexsmith (Ron Sexsmith) ECAD: Obra #6503998