 (B.R. Hornsby)
I'm walking outside and I see you arrive
You say let's go for a ride, and have a good old time
I'm saving up lies, or just stay quiet every time
While you talk your line, keep everything fine
Between us, I can see, things are not what they used to be
My old friend changed or maybe it was me
Things get so complicated, jokes made, friendships dissipated
Long silence but I speak now so belated, I say
Hey, wait a minute, what's that you said?
Not so sure that I heard you right
Hey, wait a minute, oh say that again
You're in the dust drawing a long straight line
We'd be playing outside, we'd swing on the swings
Shared most everything, sit there and even sing
Now I sit and wonder, why it's a friendship charade
Looking for fights all day, I don't want to play
But I do, here we go, you fire off another lame remark
You're in the dark
No bite, just your bark but it leaves a painful mark
Painful mark on your soul, takes its toll, might as well fold
I've got my courage up, gonna roll, roll
Hey, wait a minute, what's that you said?
Not so sure that I heard you right
Hey, wait a minute, oh say that again
You're in the dust drawing a long straight line
We talk and talk but you never see
Unreconstructed defiantly
My old friend changed but maybe it was me
Things get so complicated
Jokes made, friendships dissipated
I've stayed quiet so we don't get alienated
Hey, wait a minute, what's that you said?
Not so sure that I heard you right
Hey, wait a minute, oh say that again
You're in the dust drawing a long straight line
Oh say that again
Watch yourself drawing a line in the dust
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