Time On My Mind
You forgot about the mistake of your life
And the things you packed in the car in the back when you met your wife
It was daylight when you escaped from your past
But it's different than you'd think, 'cause your memories did not last
Come on singer do you not remember how
To make these sounds and let me feel the way I want to now?
Married friends are difficult I've found
Easy to touch base with, so much harder to expound
Does having sex turn around your head
So you can't hear the friends who are not in your bed?
It sounds like I'm putting blame on you, but I'm not
Cause there's something strange every time that we talk
It's deeper than us and it's no one's fault
So we're not close, but I know you're my friend
Maybe I have lost my mind, or maybe I have too much time
So I've landed here in a life of my own
And it's only my own no one else has to know what I'm thinking of
I'm a drink poured out on a countertop spread wide
Cause I can't hold my shape with no one else to draw the lines
Am I really alone in this life of mine?
Is all of this waste really called my time?
Does it matter to you or to anyone else what I do?
In the heat of the day I can hear your voice
You're telling me there's such a thing as choice
And you're asking me, who I want to be
Maybe I have lost my mind, or maybe I have too much time
And the things you packed in the car in the back when you met your wife
It was daylight when you escaped from your past
But it's different than you'd think, 'cause your memories did not last
Come on singer do you not remember how
To make these sounds and let me feel the way I want to now?
Married friends are difficult I've found
Easy to touch base with, so much harder to expound
Does having sex turn around your head
So you can't hear the friends who are not in your bed?
It sounds like I'm putting blame on you, but I'm not
Cause there's something strange every time that we talk
It's deeper than us and it's no one's fault
So we're not close, but I know you're my friend
Maybe I have lost my mind, or maybe I have too much time
So I've landed here in a life of my own
And it's only my own no one else has to know what I'm thinking of
I'm a drink poured out on a countertop spread wide
Cause I can't hold my shape with no one else to draw the lines
Am I really alone in this life of mine?
Is all of this waste really called my time?
Does it matter to you or to anyone else what I do?
In the heat of the day I can hear your voice
You're telling me there's such a thing as choice
And you're asking me, who I want to be
Maybe I have lost my mind, or maybe I have too much time
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Writer(s): Wendell Kimbrough
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