I was standin' standin' there
in the darkest hour of my life
with the eyes of age starin' at me
she looked at me once
she looked at me twice
wondering what she could do
to cure my achin' mind
she knew I was lost once
now twice she knew I had lost more
than I could ever wish for or find
and the hurt it had never died
yes I was lost inside, inside my mind
and the eyes of age were starin' at me
wondering what time could do
for a lost an' weary mind
(c) JR. 2018
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