This time we almost made the pieces fit,
didn't we girl?
This time we almost made some sense of it,
didn't we girl?
This time I held the answer
right here in my hand,
then I touched it
and it had turned to sand!
This time we almost sang our songs in tune,
didn't we girl?
This time we almost made it to the moon,
didn't we girl?
This time we almost made
our poem rhyme,
this time we almost made
that long, long climb
didn't we almost make it,
this time?
. . . didn't we almost make it,
this time?
Words and Music by Jimmy Webb, 1969
