Tekster: Eagles. Hell Freezes Over. Wasted Time.

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Well, baby, there you stand.
With your little head down in your hands.
Oh, my God, you can't believe It's happening again
Your baby's gone and you're all alone and it looks like the end
You're back out on the street snd you're trying to remember
How do you start it over? You don't know if you can.
You don't care much for a stranger's touch but you can't hold your man
You never thought you'd be alone this far down the line
And I know what's been on your mind You're afraid it's all been wasted time

The autumn leaves have got you thinkin' about the first time that you fell
You didn't love the boy too much, no no, you just loved the boy too well
So you live from day to day, and you dream about tomorrow
And the hours go by like minutes, and the shadows come to stay
So you take a little somethin' to make them go away
I could 've done so many things, baby if I could only stop my mind
From wonderin' what I left behind, and from worryin' about this wasted time

Another love has come and gone and the years keep rushin' on
I remember what you told me before you went out on your own
"Sometimes to keep it together, we got to leave it alone."
So you can get on with your search, baby, and I can get on with mine
And maybe someday we will find that it wasn't really wasted time.