Time wears away
All the pleasures of the day
All
seen the end of the day come too soon
not a
There’s a blue bird at my window
I can’t hear
well its all in your mind
its all in your mind
well
Go to sleep
We're so tired now
Altogether in a
lonesome tears
i cant cry them anymore
i cant think of what
Your sorry eyes, they cut through bone.
They make it hard
just like a paper tiger
torn apart by idle hands
through the
we dont have to worry
life goes where it does
faster than
When I called you in the morning
You were struggling
Something better than this
Someplace I'd like to go
To
Haven't got a lot to learn
And my eyes they
put your hands on the wheel
let the golden age begin
let
Well it's all in you mind
It's all in you mind
Well
