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Mitchell Joni Court Spark

Everything comes and goes marked by lovers and styles of clothes Things that you held high and told yourself were true Lost or changin' as the days come

My analyst told me That I was right out of my head The way he described it He said I'd be better dead than live I didn't listen to his jive I knew all

my door With a sleeping roll And a madman's soul He thought for sure I'd seen him Dancing up a river in the dark Looking for a woman To court and spark

: Help me I think I'm falling In love again When I get that crazy feeling, I know I'm in trouble again I'm in trouble 'Cause you're a rambler and a gambler

my door With a sleeping roll And a madman's soul He thought for sure I'd seen him Dancing up a river in the dark Looking for a woman To court and spark

: Everything comes and goes Marked by lovers and styles of clothes Things that you held high And told yourself were true Lost or changing as the days

: Up in a sterilized room Where they let you be lazy Knowing your attitude's all wrong And you got to change And that's not easy Dragon shining with

: Again and again the same situation For so many years Tethered to a ringing telephone In a room full ot mirrors A pretty girl in your bathroom Checking

: "The way I see it," he said "You just can't win it... Everybody's in it for their own gain You can't please 'em all There's always somebody calling