I met a girl last summer. with beauty in her eyes. and in this song we call life. we seemed to harmonize. . And though I didn't know it. my luck began to slide.
I met a girl last summer. with beauty in her eyes. and in this song we call life. we seemed to harmonize. . And though I didn't know it. my luck began to slide.
The engineer moved slowly. as he talked among his dials. turning this and tapping that. a thousand different trials. now I can't say that I understood.
There was a time. When my nights were filled. With memories of people I knew. . But now that's all past. And I spend my time. Thinking and Dreaming of you.
Down through the years. We've had our share of sorrows. but through the tears. the sun would always shine. I've had some friends. but none could ever borrow.
Well, I've never been the kind. Who waits until tomorrow. To Say what's on my mind. But times are always changing. And rules need rearranging. The truth is hard to find.
Well I woke up this morning. feeling highly down. looked into the mirror. to appreciate my frown. what's the use of feeling bad. if no one else will know.
I often think about you. and hope your doing well. I don't know why I'm calling. there isn't much to tell. for the things that really mattered. have all been pushed aside.
Now through The Sands of Passing Time. A lady gave her hand. And sang a song we both recall. As coming from the band. That we had heard the day we met.
Sometimes I can't. Get out of bed. Eyelids closed. I can't raise my head. Sleepy eyes won't waken. From my dream. . So, I just lay. Down on my side. Until the day.
When I was a boy I knew and old man. who lived in a run down railroad shack. and I used to wave and say. hi how are you. but he never took the time to do it back.
It was springtime in Ohio. and I had paid my dues. singing songs to empty chairs. in a christian pair of shoes. and I'll admit. I had my fill of country, rock and blues.
Forgetting to laugh. You talked about the extra mile. You said I'm all out of gas. Don't have the strength. For one more smile. You taught me how. So where, where, where, where, where, where.
I knew you when you couldn't see. the truth in other eyes. searching for a way to go. and finding only lies. taken in by tragedy. blind leading the blind.
Sunday mornings' breaking. I recognize the clues. Two hands won't stop shaking. And a hearts' beating blues. I may not be lonely. But that ain't no front-page news.
I wake up in the morning and I'm tired as night. heavy legs dragging the floor. decide their not familiar and I fall back to sleep. saying wake me if you reach the door.
Sometimes it's hard. When you're in the dark. To see the light - Seems so very hard. . And I wonder why - Yes, I wonder why. . I wonder why. . "CHORUS".
Some invention. This thing called love. keeps you on my mind. and thinking of. days together. though we're apart. holds me. scolds me. takes away my heart.
I've written songs. where the words just flow. and the melody was oh so. soft and slow. They closed their eyes. as if to weep. Well, I'm fooled again.
Well I don't have the answer to. what people ought to say or do. but in this life some rain is gonna fall. and if your having any doubt. that you should stay and work things out.