with your little head down in your hand
Oh my God you can't believe it's happening again
your baby's gone your all alone and it looks like the end
And you're back out on the street
And you're tryin' to remember
How will you start it over
You don't know if you can
You don't care much for a strangers touch
But you can't hold your man
You never thought you'd be alone
This far down the line
And I know what's been on your mind
You're afraid it's all been wasted time
The autumn leaves have got you thinking
About the first time that you fell
You didn't love the boy too much
You just loved the boy too well
So you live from day to day
And you dream about tomorrow
And the hours go by like minutes
And the shadows come to stay
So you take a little something
Just to make them go away
And I could have done so many things baby
If only I could stop my mind
From wonderin' what I left behind
And from worrying 'bout this wasted time
So you can get on with your search baby
And I can get on with mine
And maybe someday we will find
That it wasn't really wasted time
-The Eagles/Don Henley
4 comments:
I find that if I go into a post to edit it later on, most times BLOGGER won't let ME & it just jumbles words, sentences, paragraphs, what have you, together making it worse.
That makes me absolutely FURIOUS! WHY-WHY-WHY?!
& another thing. Does comments have a spell check feature?
Does you not spel write?
Sorry... I had to do it... You said, "Does comments have a spell check feature?"
ANY WAY, I don't think it does. I could be wrong though.
Wel id shood! Sumtim eye hid trubble spelon werdz. Et'z nut far dat pots has et bet nut coumets! ;-(
PS- If my last comment made sense to anyone, your clearly saner than you think, & objects are closer than they appear in your mirrors!
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