Whenver I′m alone I feel your ghost

Your presence is known, I already know too much

What you did in your past life is no business of mineI would join you and all, but I'm starting until we′ll be fine

Can't be left alone

We were barely home

I could tell by the look on your face

You were trouble

Taking step by step

You were something misleading

Then you lean into me

How dead innocent

You were trouble

Not all the trouble

Looking back

I think that I loved you too much

I was tearing you apart

Right from the start

We were destined to fail

I don't know where to begin

Look at the trouble I′m in

I could′ve avoided this mess

If I'd wanted you left

But you got me all to yourself

Well, perhaps there is a simple answer, not an easy answer.

You and I have a rendezvous with destiny.

We′ll preserve for our children this, the last best hope of man on Earth,

Or we'll sentence them to take the last step into a thousand years of darkness.

We will keep in mind and remember that Barry Goldwater has faith in us. He has faith that you and I have the ability and the dignity

And the right to make our own decisions

And determine our own destiny