written by Al Stewart

Lucy worked a different club every day 
And though she put her mind to it 
Her heart was never in it 
She stayed around just long enough to get paid 
She won't pass the time with you 
She can't stay a minute 
And all these changing faces never bothered her at all 
That just existed like a back-drop 
Or a pattern on the wall 
Lucy looks like someone who is waiting for a call 
She knows will come 
But no-one else can hear at all 

Lucy finds the dressing room and the bar 
Hangs her clothes up 
Hopes tonight the contract won't be broken 
Well, they kick you round so much when you're not a star 
Make you play all night just for a pittance or a token 
But all these imperfections never bothered her at all 
She says it sharpens your perception 
When your back's against the wall 
There's something that enables her to rise above it all 
To shrug it off, just when it seems to go too far 

Hey, hey, hey, I think you almost 
Feel the pain coming on inside 
Hey, hey, hey, I think you almost 
Feel it now and you don't know why 
You don't know why 

The last time that I saw her 
She had given up the chase 
Moved away to California 
Got a suntan on her face 
She says that life was just another time, another space 
It's over now, she learned a lot, it's not a waste

Hey, hey, hey, I think you almost 
Feel the pain coming on inside 
Hey, hey, hey, I think you almost 
Feel it now and you don't know why 

Hey, hey, hey, I think you almost 
Feel yourself reaching out inside 
Hey, hey, hey, I think you almost 
Feel it now and you don't know why 
Don't know why