Cheryl Wheeler - Right way to do the wrong thing

Somehow the ^Gfair-haired boy has lost his ^Cplace Stepped from the ^Amgolden light, fallen from ^Dgrace Scattered ^Gpromises like broken ^Cglass Turned his ^Amheart away from all he ^Dhas

And you ^Ccan't believe and you ^Dcan't explain How a ^Gheart can beat and the ^Cworld can change And it's ^Amleft you wonder^Ding If there's a ^Cright way to ^Ddo the wrong ^Gthing

New love's a ^Gwarm surprise to a sleeping ^Cheart We tell our^Amselves the old was wanting from the ^Dstart Hot tears in ^Gchildren's eyes, for the nights he ^Ccalls Photos of ^Amin-law aunts down off the ^Dwalls

And you ^Ccan't believe and you ^Dcan't explain How a ^Gheart can beat and the ^Cworld can change And it's ^Amleft you wonder^Ding If there's a ^Cright way to ^Ddo the wrong ^Gthing

^AmRunning now, he ^Ccan't come clean And ^Gshe can't under^Dstand what's changing ^AmThis charade leaves ^Cher unknowing ^GEveryday these ^Dcracks keep growing ^Cdee^Dper

Church scenes and ^Gblue bouquets, trailing ^Cgowns Don't fore^Amsee the ways the world can wear us ^Ddown We swear for^Gever, with a sentimental ^Cheart What god has joined to^Amgether, now mostly falls a^Dpart

And you ^Ccan't believe and you ^Dcan't explain How a ^Gheart can beat and the ^Cworld can change And it's ^Amleft you wonder^Ding If there's a ^Cright way to ^Ddo the wrong ^Gthing And it's ^Amleft you wonder^Ding If there's a ^Cright way to ^Ddo the wrong ^Gthing