Aug 2, 2002

Wander-lost

Honey don't you mind me
I'm a passer-by
Caught up in the day

And if you find I pose a problem
For your daily grind
Well I'll be on my way

Don't you know
Bout second chances
Caution thrown
I'll take my chances
But I don't know what I'll do
If you should catch my gaze
Guess I'll wait and see

Hey friend don't I know you
You're that guy I knew
Once upon a time

Just let me think what
Name I'm s'posed to call you
An' we'll be doin' fine

Don't you know
Bout second Chances
Caution thrown
I'll take my chances
But God forbid your
Face slips from my memory
Happens all the time

As I walk in circles
Half the time I'm
Lookin at my shoes,
And for the other half I'm
Starin' through your face.
Is it the head of day or
Dark of night or
Feebleness of mind
That in the midst of friends
I'm alone in this place
I'm wander-lost