If it's not the end Then it's the means That's your way Of doing things All these simple melodies Find their way into your memory This will never be my song This one was meant for you all along It's nothing profound Just as we turn, ah If it's not the end Then it's the means That's your way Of doing things Stacks of paper Muted white Lay neglected in the glaring light I will always be your girl In the still point of the turning world But this isn't my song This isn't my song It's nothing profound Just as we turn, oh If it's not the end Then it's the means That's your way Of doing things If it's not the end Then it's the means That's your way Of doing things If it's not the end Then it's the means That's your way Of doing things