Whatever Happened to Good TV?

She's living the night life And dying inside With the need to be someone In everybodies eyes Taking all of the chances But losing control Every seed that she plants is The heartache that she sows Where were you When she needed a hand to hold onto You

We're content to pitch our tent When the glory's evident Seldom do we know the glory came and went Moving can seem dangerous In this stranger's pilgrimage Knowing that you can't stand still, you cross the bridge Chorus There's a Higher Place to go, B

It's like I've been through all that I can take Every mistake that I could make but it's all becoming clear as day by now I've broken every heart that I could break Every excuse that I could fake But I know I'm going up but nowhere now I can't imagin