I think i was better off before this all began So clearly i can see lately that you don't know who i am Everybody tried to tell me something that i never
Making all these waves and I wonder where the days went. I sit and think of you, I hope the feeling's mutual. I'm seeing all you gave and, It somehow
My hand to God, I didn't mean to After all, look what we've been through Men come in different shades That's how we're made The little house on Ellis
Making all these waves and I wonder where the days went I sit and think of you I hope the feeling's mutual I'm seeing all you gave and it somehow don'
These days, you gotta be strapped I'm already knowin' ain't nobody got my back These days, you gotta be down Who said it was easy claimin' Dogg Pound
And these days seem like wherever i go the fake taking over like real ain't cool no more And these days don't nobody show love instead of lending a helping
Well I've been out walking I don't do that much talking these days, these days These days I seem to think a lot About the things that I forgot to do And
en estos dias todo el viento del mundo sopla en tu direccion la osa mayor corrige la punta de su cola y te corona con la estrella que guia la mia los
Hey baby, is that you? Wow, your hair got so long Yeah, yeah, I love it, I really do Norma Jean, ain't that the song we'd sing in the car Drivin' downtown
Promises are made to be broken Haven't you heard? He said he'd never break your heart Now haven't you learned? You believed in the words In all that
What's this life anyway What's it to you and me What's it to anyone Who are we supposed to be Make me a storybook And write me away from here I need
I was blind, now I can see Your love shines all around me All I want is to be here with you This is what I was made for Heaven is steps away These days
I used to think of myself as a soldier Holding his own against impossible odds Badly outnumbered and caught in a crossfire of devils and gods. All I
Written by Jane Performed by Jane and Reg Webb All instruments Reg Webb Produced Reg Webb THESE DAYS Come tomorrow I'll be gone And all I that I believed
One of these days the ground will drop out from beneath your feet One of these days your heart will stop and play its final beat One of these days the
Where the hell is Rick Thorne anyway? It must be five or so years since I've heard a good story Very few are those that can back up the big talk But you
Man, I've seen it all I've had my back against the wall Pain and misery, empty victories Then you came along Oh, these days, I'll take these days Over
