Lost in the Parade - Michael McDonald

The sight of her ain’t like before

For a lonely heart, you should feel much more

You left behind a time when dreams came true

And in this real and lonely world

We only do what we can do All night long that telephone rings

You remember how you loved that girl

Now you think it don’t mean a thing

It keeps coming back

So you turn away

Well, that’s all behind you now

Like rollin' thunder

It just fades away somehow

As we get lost in the parade

Never tried to give what she was looking for

And to a lonely heart, love’s an open door

All night long that telephone rings

You remember how you loved that girl

Just when you think it doesn’t mean a thing

It starts coming back

So you turn away

Well, that’s all behind you now

Like rollin' thunder

It just fades away somehow

As we get lost in the parade