But lately this old dog
Has been chasing his tail
Round and round and round
And the circles in my mind
They have been winding slowly
down
Everybody's breezing up
But I'm seizing up
I'm freezing up
And I'm fading away
I've got a hold on a night
in June
I've got room for you and
me
I've got moonlight up in the
trees
I've got sixty-eight degrees
I've got nothing on my mind
But I've got loving in my
heart
And I've got something out
in the garden
I want to show you
Well, it really doesn't matter
after all
If we quit this round about
And no one will really notice
If we can just sit this next
one out
You can strike up the band
without me
You may have your doubts about
me
But I'm just fading away
You can hardly even see me
Because I'm fading away
Well, it's hard to find a label
For this feeling in my bones
That this is all a make-believe
But my cards are on the table
And there ain't nothing up
my sleeve
And here I thought I was a
thinking man
But I'm a shrinking man, I'm
sinking man
I'm fading, fading away
Well, it's really not so bad
to be fading away
Come on along with me and
we'll go fading away
You can hardly even hear me
because
I'm fading away
Marco Giunco |
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