These Days

Hey baby, is that you?
Wow, your hair got so long.
Yeah, yeah, I love it, I really do.
«Norma jean», ain’t that the song we’d sing in the car
Driving downtown, top down, makin the rounds
Checkin the bands on Dohney Avenue.
Yeah, life throws you curves,
But you’ve learned to swerve,
Me, I swung and I missed,
Next thing ya know, I’m reminicing…
Dreaming old dreams, wishing old wishes,
Like you would be back again.
I wake up in tear drops that fall down like rain,
I put on that old song we danced to and then,
I head off to my job, guess not much has changed,
Punch the clock, head for home,
Check the phone, just in case,
Go to bed, dream of you,
That’s what I’m doing these days.
Someone told me, after college, you ran off to Vegas,
Married a rodeo cowboy,
Wow, that ain’t the girl I knew,
Me, I’ve been a few places,
Mostly here and there once or twice,
Still sorting out life, but I’m doin all right,
Yeah, it’s good to see you, too.
Well, hey girl your late, and those planes they don’t wait,
But if you ever come back around this sleepy old town,
Promise me you’ll stop in, to see an old friend,
And until then,
I wake up in tear drops that fall down like rain,
I put on that old song we danced to and then,
I head off to my job, guess not much has changed,
Punch the clock, head for home,
Check the phone, just in case,
Go to bed, dream of you,
That’s what I’m doing these days.
I wake up in tear drops that fall down like rain,
I put on that old song we danced to and then,
I head off to my job, guess not much has changed,
Punch the clock, head for home,
Check the phone, just incase,
Go to bed, dream of you,
Yeah, that’s what im doin these…
I wake up in tear drops that fall down like rain,
I put on that old song we danced to and then,