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It is a song for all of you who maybe were in a bad thing
and got out of it
and, and knew it.
And some of you may in a good thing
and got out of it
and you didn’t know it.
That is a drag
That’s called a remorse
And totally this is a song for anybody
who is in a good thing
and does know it
I watch you reading a book
I get to think our love’s a polished stone
You give me a long drawn look
I know pretty soon you are going to leave our home
And of course I mind
Especially when I°Øm thinking from my heart
But life don’t clickety clack down a straight line track
It comes together and it comes apart
You say you hope I°Øm not the kind to make you feel obliged
To go ticking through your time
With a pained look in your eyes
You give me the furniture
We’ll divide the photographs
Go out to dinner one more time
Have ourselves a bottle of wine
And a couple of laughs
And when first you left
I stayed so sad I wouldn’t sleep
I know that love’s a gift, I thought yours was mine
And something that I could keep
Now I realize that time is not the only compromise
But a bird in the hand could be an all night stand
Between a blazing fire and a pocket of skies
And, So I hope I'm not the kind
To make you feel obliged
To go ticking through your time
With a pained look in your eyes
I covered the furniture,
I framed the photographs
Went out to dinner one more time
Had myself a bottle of wine
and a couple of laughs
And just the other day
I got your letter in the mail
I'm happy for you, it's been so long
You've been wanting a cabin and a backwoods trail
And I think that's great...
me... I seem to find myself in school
It's all Ok, I just want to say
I'm so relieved we didn't do it cruel
But ain't life a brook
Just when I get to feeling like a polished stone
I get me along drawn look
It's kind of a drag to find yourself alone
And sometimes I mind
Especially when I'm waiting on your heart
But life don't clickety clack down a straight line track
It comes together and it comes apart.
Cause I know you're not the kind
To make me feel obliged
To go ticking through my time with a pained look
In my eyes
I sold the furniture,
I put away the photographs
Went out to dinner one last time
Have myself a bottle of wine
And a couple of laughs
And wasn't it fine...