I've Always Had A Great Love For

And The Days Went By Like Paper In The Wind. Everything Changed, Then Changed Again. It's Hard To Find A Friend. It's Hard To Find A Friend.

There's A Freeway Running Through The Yard.

Some Days Are Diamonds, Some Days Are Rocks. Some Doors Are Opened, Some Roads Are Blocked. Sundowns Are Golden, Then Fade Away. And If I Never Do Nothing, I'll Get You Back Someday.

You Belong Among The Wildflowers You Belong In A Boat Out At Sea You Belong With Your Love On Your Arm You Belong Somewhere You Feel Free

You Get Into Your Late Fifties, People Start Falling Like Flies All Around You. I Don't Take Life For Granted Any More. I'm Really Glad To Be Here.