[Intro: Art Garfunkel]
This is a song that was my favorite song for quite some time
We included it in our last LP, the Bookends album
It's a song about the point in a relationship
When two people realize it's over
And yet neither has any place to go from there
It's called "Overs"

[Verse 1: Paul Simon]
Why don't we stop fooling ourselves?
The game is over, over, over
No good times, no bad times
There's no times at all
Just The New York Times
Sitting on the windowsill
Near the flowers (Mmm)

[Verse 2: Paul Simon]
We might as well be apart
It hardly matters, we sleep separately
Drop a smile passing in the hall
But there's no laughs left
'Cause we laughed 'em all
And we laughed them all
In a very short time
[Bridge: Art Garfunkel]
Time is tapping on my forehead
Hanging from my mirror
Rattling the teacups
And I wonder

[Verse 3: Paul Simon]
How long can I delay?
We're just a habit like saccharin
And I'm habitually feelin' kinda blue
But each time I try on
The thought of leavin' you
I stop
I stop and think it over