Days fly by,
like birds in the sky
I watch them float into the distance
I'm rooted down,
like a tree to the ground
in the winter of my existence
Thinking of the days I've squandered,
where I was, and how I've wandered,
wanting to go back again,
knowing what I didn't then
When it's my time
I want no cryin'
the sun will shine without me
and when I'm gone
just carry on
and say nice things about me
Cold gray sky, days gone by
now it's me myself and I
Sipping at my cup of tea
Wondering what becomes of me
life's like a joke somebody told
I sip my tea, as it grows cold
Gazing at a cold gray sky
Only me myself and I...
Cold gray sky, days gone by
Only me myself and I
Sipping at my cup of tea
Wondering what becomes of me
Posted by
Kenny Hogan
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