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2007-10-30 4:04 PM one of my favorite Eagles' song seems to make all kinds of sense now. this has always been one of my favorite eagles' song, from way back when. funny, i was always listening to this song...one of the few i listened to over and over again in the past year.
"Wasted Time" Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're 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 what became. You don't care much for a stranger's 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, no, no you just loved the boy to well, Farewell So you live from day to day, and you dream about tomorrow, oh. And the hours go by like minutes and the shadows come to stay So you take a little something to make them go away And I could have done so many things, baby If I could only stop my mind from wondrin' what I left behind and from worrying 'bout this wasted time Ooh, another love has come and gone Ooh, and the years keep rushing on I remember what you told me before you went out on your own: "Sometimes to keep it together, we got to leave it alone." 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 Mm,hm Oh hoo, ooh, ohh, Ooh,ooh, mm Read/Post Comments (2) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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