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Waiting In The -Eagles

coming on the end of August.
Another summer's almost gone.
And thought I some wise men say that every dog will have his day,
He mentioned that these dog days get so long.

I know when I realized the dream was over.
Well, was no particular hour, no given day.
You it didn't go down in flames,
There was no final scene, no frame,
I just it slowly fade away.

And I've been in the weeds,
Waiting for my time to come again.
And is floating on the breeze,
Carrying my high up above the ground.
And I've keeping to myself,
Knowing that the are slowly changing.
know you're with somebody else,
He'll love you like I do.

been biding time with the crows and sparrows,
While prance and strut up on the stage.
If finding love is just a dance, and chance,
You will excuse me if I the masquerade.

And been waiting in the weeds,
for the dust to settle down.
Along the back roads, through the fields,
Lying on the outskirts of this town.
And I sunlight in your hair, you're at the county fair,
You're holding and laughing,
And now the Wheel has stopped,
You're on the top, suspended there with him,
And he's the darling of the chic, of the week,
The flavor of the week is down your pretty summer dress, baby what a mess you're making.

I've stumbling though some dark places,
And I'm the cloud.
I know I've fallen out of your good
It's all now.

And been waiting in the weeds,
for the summer rain to fall.
Upon the wild birds, the seeds,
the calling of the
Tide's tune, the phases of the moon,
The of the heart, the egg and dart.
A small spider spinning in the dark,
In spite of all the the web is torn apart.

And I've been in the weeds,
for my time to come around again.
And hope is on the breeze,
Carrying my soul high up the ground.
And I've been to myself,
Knowing that the seasons are changing.
Even know you're with else,
He'll love you like I do.