Jim Stark The Word That Makes You Sing
You don’t know where you’re going
What to do or what to say
Don’t know which way the wind blows
You just know it ain’t blowing your way
You cannot be there you cannot be here
You cannot be anywhere
You better go home
I guess you’ll find some loving there
We all know it ain’t easy to live a life alone
You always hear the minor in a sad sad song
You’re loosing it you’re loosing it
You’re loosing it again
The word that makes you sing
Is the same word that tells you nothing
I can see last night made you hard
And left you all alone
I can see last night made you even harder
With the same old things undone
You better stick to your friends
At least you know they care
Or you can join me I’m going home
I ‘ve got some loving there
