Из альбома: Spirit Trail

I’m walking outside
And I see you arrive
I say let’s go for a ride
And have a good old time, whoa
I’m saving up lies
Or just stay quiet every time
While you talkin' your line
Keep everything fine, whoa, fine
Between us, I can see
Things are not what they used to be My old friend changed
Or maybe it was me Things get so complicated
Jokes made, friendships dissipated
Long silence but I speak
Now so belated
I say, hey, wait a minute
What’s that you said?
Not so sure that I heard you right
Whoa, oh, hey, wait a minute
Oh, say that again
You’re in the dust
Drawing a long straight line
We’d be playing outside
We’d swing on the swings
Shared most everything
Sit there and even sing
Now I sit and wonder
Why it’s a friendship charade
Looking for fights all day
I don’t want to play, whoa
But I do, here we go
I fire off another lame remark
You’re in the dark
No bite, just your bark
But it leaves a painful mark
Oh, painful mark on your soul
Takes its toll
I might as well fold
I’ve got my courage up Gonna roll low
I say, hey, wait a minute
What’s that you said?
I’m not so sure that
I heard you right
Whoa, oh, wait a minute
Say that again
You’re in the dust
Drawing a long straight line
We talk and talk
But you never see
Unreconstructed defiantly
My old friend changed
Or maybe it was me Things get so complicated
Jokes made, friendships dissipated
I’ve stayed quiet
So we don’t get alienated
I say, hey, wait a minute
What’s that you said?
I’m not so sure that
I heard you right
Whoa, oh, hey, wait a minute
Oh, say that again
You’re in the dust
Drawing a long straight line
Wait, wait a minute
Oh, say that again
Watch yourself drawing
A line in the dust

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