Lyrics：Mose Allison Music：Mose Allison When I become was and we become were Will there be any sign or a trace of th' lovely contour of your face And will there be someone around With essentially my kinda sound When am turns to was and now is back when Will someone have moments like this Moments of unspoken bliss And will there be heroes and saints Or just a dark new age of complaints When I become was and we become were Will there be any Susans and Ralphs Lookin' at old photographs And wondering aloud to a friend
Lyrics：Mose Allison Music：Mose Allison When I become was and we become were Will there be any sign or a trace of th' lovely contour of your face And will there be someone around With essentially my kinda sound When am turns to was and now is back when Will someone have moments like this Moments of unspoken bliss And will there be heroes and saints Or just a dark new age of complaints When I become was and we become were Will there be any Susans and Ralphs Lookin' at old photographs And wondering aloud to a friend
