Sometimes My Mind

Sometimes my mind is a big bully
Always grabbing this moment from my hands
Never satisfied, never truly willing
How it got so stubborn I refuse to understand
I’ve got a friend who calls me on the road
Sings me songs and asks me how I’m doing
I’ve got a friend who makes light of my load
She builds me up when I’m in ruins
She builds me up when I’m in ruins
Yellow flowers
A rusty red tin roof
It’s a waking dream
I’m living proof
Will I make ends meet?
Will I meet my end?
If I meet my maker will he like my friends?
I’ve got a friend who calls me when she’s sad
Says she needs some one to make her smile
I’ve got a friend who never calls me back
And he’s still my friend though it’s been a while
Yeah it sure has been a while
Sometimes my mind
Is an army general stomping around making demands.
Though it tries it’s never fully able
To lay down that sword and give up command
To ditch the chore of making plans
To stop keeping score with every glance
To dare the floor and really dance