this is a fragment of a lyric from “lucky duck” which i wrote with henry krieger and jeffrey hatcher … serena, the ugly duckling who has become the hottest supermodel in the kingdom, contemplates how everything went so wrong
all of my goals
seem inconsequential
striving so hard for fame
being well-known
has a scary potential
a place for placing blame
all of a sudden
and out of the blue
sun disappeared
and storm clouds grew
temperatures fall
and cold winds blow
where did the good times go?
where did the good times go?
thought they were here to stay
now misery is our status quo
where oh where did the good times go?