Boxing

Howard, the strangest things Have happened lately when i Take a good swing at all my dreams They pivot and slip I drop my fists and they're back Laughing Howard, My intention's become Not to lose what i've won Ambition has given way to Desperation and i Lost the fight for my eyes Chorus Boxing's been good to me, howard Now i'm told, "you're growing old" The whole time we knew A couple of years i'd be through Has boxing been good to you? Howard, now i confess I'm scared and lonely and tired They seem to think i'm made of clay Another day I'm not cut out for this I just know what to say I say Chorus Well sometimes i punch myself Hard as i can, yelling "nobody cares" Hoping some one will tell me How wrong i am Howard, Chorus Boxing's been good to me howard Now i'm told "you're growing old" The whole time you knew A couple of years I'd be through Has boxing been good. . . Has boxing been good. . . Has boxing been good?