Gathering Field When I Put The Records On
It started on a lonely Friday
The world was gray and overcast again
I couldn't find no one to be my friend
Locked the bedroom door as always
Saw my brother's records laying there
And so began a life-long love affair
I put the record on the stereo
And though I wasn't quite a Romeo
The loneliness was gone
When I put the record on
And with the spinning of the turn table
I felt a burden lifted from my soul
I saw a new day dawn
When I put the record on
Years went by and still I struggled
Lovers lost to what I could not say
Running from the sober light of day
But as the world around me crumbled
I heard the sweet and lyrical refrain
Heroes walking homeward through the rain
I put the record on the stereo...
And it said:
Shalalalala Shalalalalala
You ain't alone in your sorrow
Shalalalala Shalalalalala
You ain't alone in your pain
Shalalalala Shalalalalala
You'll feel better tomorrow
I put the record on the stereo...
