Every night I wear the face
I picked up from an ad
Playing for the people who are told
What's good or bad
Playing cards and drink too hard
And smiling when I'm sad
Then I think about the life
That I could of had
Instead of choosing love
I went off with the travelling band
Nervous trips down motorways
In overloaded vans
Dressing rooms like icy tombs
And greasy frying pans,
Endless nights on endless flights
And aimless one night stands
Then I think about the life
That I could of had
Instead of choosing love
I went off with the travelling band
Scan the racks for new paperbacks
To while away the days
Check in rooms not fit for use
And wasting time away
Hotel phones and no-one home
But now all that has changed
When I think about the life
That I might have had
Had I chosen love and didn't go
With the travelling band
Now I think about the life that I finally have
When I chose love and I didn't go
With the Travelling band