The Secret Is To Know When To Stop - Tom Cochrane

Do you remember the night the lights went out

All along the promenade

It started to rain my coat, your dress got wet

We laughed till we almost cried

Your spirit was so contageous

Our timing really bad

You were so outrageous

How could we hold back?

The secret is to know when to stop…

The secret is to know when to stop…

The secret is to know when to stop…

Remembering

Do you remember the night that we ran out

Out on the English Bay

We went out on the water

The tow almost pulled us away

Man, right there the sparks would fly

We’d get into such a mess

Our timing really stunk back then

We didn’t give a damn what they thought, I guess

The secret is to know when to stop…

The secret is to know when to stop…

The secret is to know when to stop…

Remembering

And maybe when the skies flew open

Right then the lines would be broken

Your eyes they did all the talking

Keep your heart open wide

Whoa-ooo

Can you remember the trip we took

In the Malibu to the west coast

We drove through a rainbow up on Roger’s Pass

They never thought you’d get that close

The secret is to know when to stop…

The secret is to know when to stop…

The secret is to know when to stop…

Remembering

The secret is to know when to stop…

The secret is to know when to stop…

The secret is to know when to stop…

Remembering

The secret is to know when to stop… (The secret is to know when to stop)

The secret is to know when to stop… (The secret is to know when to stop)

The secret is to know when to stop… (The secret is to know when to stop)

Remembering