Sometimes made it.
Sometimes make it
To be true - to be true.

Is it love when I catch your eyes
And I sense that you enter me?
`Not at all!', cries the broken time
`Wait and see as your love I'll rise!'

And into loving realness be
Cool to charge and regain your part.
`This is it!', cries the tasting tongue,
Inside the mouth of speaking free.

Sha na na, na na na, na di dai

Everyone wish to be true, fair and fine.
Some ones accept that they are or they aren't.
Let us get in to what's said and done
To be alright or merely have fun.

Sometimes made it.
Sometimes make it
To be true - to be true.

Is it love when I catch your eyes,
And I sense that you enter me?
Let us get into what's said and done,
To be alright or merely have fun.
            Sha na na, na na na, na di dai