LYRIC FOR SALE

By Michael William Livingstone

No I never should have said hello
But how was I supposed to know
You'd take me for granted

And what was I supposed to do
The dreams we'd planted me and you
Had dried and blown away

Yet there's this feeling I get late at night
That someday it may be alright
Again...somehow...someway

But some days and dreams are all the same thing
They're all that I've seen with you...since I said hello
Some days and dreams...are all the same thing
They're all that I've seen...and all that I seem to know

No I never should have held your hand
Or walked you toward the promised land
I should have turned away

But what was a young man to do
Who's heart had started loving you
That very day

Yet there's this feeling I get late at night
That someday it may be alright
Again...somehow...someway

But some days and dreams are all the same thing
They're all that I've seen with you...since I said hello
Some days and dreams...are all the same thing
They're all that I've seen...and all that I seem to know

Now I wish that I could say hello
And tell you all the things I know
And learned from yesterday

But then I reach out just to touch your hand
To find it held by another man
And I've nothing left to say

Except that some days and dreams are all the same thing
They're all that I've seen with you...since I said hello
Some days and dreams...are all the same thing
And they're all that I've seen...and all that I seem to know