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Waiting In The -Eagles

coming on the end of August.
Another promise almost gone.
And thought I heard some wise men say that every dog will his day,
He never mentioned that these dog get so long.

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

And been waiting in the weeds,
Waiting for my time to around again.
And hope is on the breeze,
Carrying my soul up above the ground.
And been keeping to myself,
that the seasons are slowly changing.
Even you're with somebody else,
He'll love you like I do.

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

And I've waiting in the weeds,
Waiting for the dust to down.
the back roads, running through the fields,
Lying on the outskirts of lonesome town.
And I imagine in your hair, you're at the county fair,
holding hands and laughing,
And now the Ferris has stopped,
You're swinging on the top, suspended with him,
And he's the of the chic, playboy of the week,
The flavor of the week is melting down your summer dress, baby what a mess you're making.

I've been stumbling though dark places,
And I'm the cloud.
I know I've fallen out of good graces
all right now.

And I've been in the weeds,
Waiting for the rain to fall.
the wild birds, scattering the seeds,
Answering the of the
Eternal tune, the phases of the moon,
The of the heart, the egg and dart.
A small gray spider in the dark,
In of all the times the web is torn apart.

And been waiting in the weeds,
for my time to come around again.
And is floating on the breeze,
Carrying my high up above the ground.
And been keeping to myself,
Knowing that the are slowly changing.
Even you're with somebody else,
He'll never love you I do.