I could be doctor I could be king I could be a superstar I could be most anything Sometimes we have to face the truth Sometimes we have to sing the blues Let us be joyful Let us be true Let the good times roll Let's chase away the blue I can hear it calling, calling from the past It tells me I'm the only one, stuck here in this mess I can hear it calling, calling from the past It tells me I'm the only one, stuck here in this mess But that must be illusion – I guess it's just a lie And nothing ever hits as hard, as when I see you cry Let's chase away the blue