Well baby, there you stand
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With your little head, down in your hand
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Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening
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again
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Your baby's gone, and you're all alone
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and it looks like the end.
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And you're back out on the street.
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And you're tryin' to remember.
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How will you start it over?
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You don't know what became.
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You don't care much for a stranger's touch,
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But you can't hold your man.
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You never thought you'd be alone this far
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down the line
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And I know what's been on your mind
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You're afraid it's all been wasted time
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The autumn leaves have got you thinking
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about the first time that you fell
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You didn't love the boy too much, no, no
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you just loved the boy to well, Farewell
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So you live from day to day, and you dream
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about tomorrow, oh.
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And the hours go by like minutes
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and the shadows come to stay
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So you take a little something to
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make them go away
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And I could have done so many things, baby
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If I could only stop my mind from wondrin' what
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I left behind and from worrying 'bout this wasted time
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Ooh, another love has come and gone
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Ooh, and the years keep rushing on
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I remember what you told me before you went out on your own:
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"Sometimes to keep it together, we got to leave it alone."
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So you can get on with your search, baby, and I can
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get on with mine
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And maybe someday we will find, that it wasn't really
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wasted time
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Mm,hm
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Oh hoo, ooh, ohh,
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Ooh,ooh, mm
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Wasted Time
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The Eagles |