THE SCENE OF THE CRIME

Over yonder down the line
When I'm not long for this world
When the chilly mists of time are through the door
With a whisper in my ear
And your hand inside of mine
I will worry about nothing evermore

I won't miss the sin and tears
Or the struggles and the lies
I won't miss the battles raging on the shore
But the kiss from your sweet lips
And the smile in your green eyes
Are the real reasons I've been living for
 
Soon we all will be but silver memories
Flowing through the river we call time
Weaving in and out with different faces
Take your place at the scene of the crime

There are reasons to be found
There are reasons to be lost
Must be reasons why there's rich and why there's poor
But to a better place we're bound
At a pittance of the cost
Where we'll worry about nothing evermore

Soon we all will be but silver memories
Flowing through the river we call time
Weaving in and out with different faces
Take your place at the scene of the crime

There are answers to be known
When this schooling's finally done
I am confident but can't say I am sure
So forgive me when it comes
If I linger for your love
Before I worry about nothing evermore

 soon we all will be but silver memories
 flowing through the river we call time
 weaving in and out with different faces
 take your place at the scene of the crime


words and music by Bill Mumy
So Boss Music  Ascap