His mother's son, you know he tries and tries
But even when he's right he's wrong
His lonely girl, you know, she cries and cries and cries
But he just sings another song

'Cause even in a land where dreams are made
Mine are almost over
His lonely life occurs like a razor blade
Like winter, only colder

Even when you're halfway to heaven
You're only halfway through hell
Walking on the pathway together
Throwing pennies in the wishing well
Nothing to do but soldier on

My mother found me in my room drying up my tears
I still remember what she told me
She said, "Son, you've got to live with yourself through the years
So there ain't much sense in being lonely"

People say that love is a game for fools
That nobody can win
I'd rather wake up with you lying on my chest
Than wake up on my own again

Even when you're halfway to heaven
You're only halfway through hell
Walking on the pathway together
Throwing pennies in the wishing well

Even when you're halfway to heaven
You're only halfway through hell
Walking on the pathway together
Throwing pennies in the wishing well
Nothing to do but soldier on

When you're near me, it's such a lovely day
It's such a lovely day
How you see me in such a lovely way
Is such a mystery

So throw your pennies in the wishing well
And soldier on
I soldier on

Even when you're halfway to heaven
You're only halfway through hell
Walking on the pathway together
Throwing pennies in the wishing well
Nothing to do but soldier on

Nothing to do but soldier on
Nothing to do but soldier on
Nothing to do but soldier on
Just soldier on