Wasted Time - Glen Frey, Don Henley

    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

    Marco Giunco
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