How Are Things? Songtext
von Kurt Travis

There′s no sweat on your brow
Do you remember when there was?
And all you needed was a good set of walking legs
And how you'd stay up high away from the floor


But that′s the only place you seem to be
Every time I stop by to say
How are things?

There's no hope left in your hands
Where went all of those good old plans?
And all we needed was to have a constant stand
Staying way up high away from the floor