Wasted Time

A woman woke up today,
To a life she didn't know,
She looked into the mirror,
And all of the sudden she was old,

Time went by,
Decissions were made,
So was her bed,
Now she has to lay, down on it,
What went wrong,
She can't put her finger on it,

A lonely tear runs down,
Her shrinkled face,
An entire life vanished,
Without a trace,

Wasted time,
Only two words going thru' her mind,
Wasted time,
Wasted time,

A man finds himself,
Looking back to his past
He thinks back on his youth,
And goes, oh, nothing lasts,

Memories, way back,
From a disscarted time,
Are coming in waves,
Fludding his mind,

He can't help but,
Put his earlier life up on the highest shelf,
'Cause today he's nothing, no one,
Nowt but a ghost of his past self,

Wasted time,
Only two words going thru' his mind,
Wasted time,
Wasted time,

Wasted time,

Only two words going thru' their minds,

Wasted time,

Wasted timeARealRock'N'Rolla

Ain't Got nothing But Time.

Lonely days are over,
Gonna pack my blues away,
Up in a hidden corner,
Start my car and head down to the frisco bay,

Can't wait to sink my toes in the water,
And feel the ocean sway,
I'm gonna wash off the things that don't matter,
And watch as the day dies away,

I still ain't got a clue,
Of what I'm trying to find,
Gonna sit the whole day thru',
I ain't got nothing but time,

Sittin' here under the moon,
Whistlin' a melody,
Trying to bang out a scrappy tune,
To keep me company,

There's something a bit blue,
'Bout sittin' under the stars alone,
Feel like all I do,
Is wait for the sun,

I still ain't got a clue,
Of what I'm trying to find,
Gonna sit here the whole night thru',
I ain't got nothing but time,

Where am I trying to go,
It still scapes me,
When I get there I'll let you know,
Unless this life forsakes me.ARealRock'N'Rolla

No one knows...(floating off)

Love the lies I don't believe,
Hate the ones I do,
Can't pin it on my mind,
Even the best of us fall thru',

The sun's always coming up,
And going down,
As are we all,
Only the sun, never hits the ground,

Don't it get a bit hard sometimes,
Walking down life's rocky roads,
No one knows for sure which paths to tread,
That's the way it goes,

In need of a hand,
To fix broken thoughts I can't repair,
Once I thought I caught a fleeting glimpse of it all,
But now it's gone, it just ain't there anymore,

Feel like I'm floating off into outer space,
In the most peculiar of ways,
Cold and numb with no sense of direction,
Just drifting away with no real sense of place.
ARealRock'N'Rolla