Downswing
Song by Thompson Springs
Your birthday was a day ago, I didn’t send you a thing
A little problem we’re having has got me on the downswing
The early morning plane brings me back to better days
Lazy hangs, lazy Sun, you told me I was the one
You’re a mistress of etiquette, sometimes fire sometimes gold
Trying to hold my own, while I’m here all alone
Ooh
I’m down, on the downswing
Ooh, ooh
We are nowhere, we are nothing
What happens when we are older, and you still call me
And I still look at you, through my memories
And I’ll say man, you’re old but still so beautiful
But still so beautiful
Ooh
I’m down, on the downswing
Ooh, ooh
We are nowhere, we are nothing
A little problem we’re having has got me on the downswing
The early morning plane brings me back to better days
Lazy hangs, lazy Sun, you told me I was the one
You’re a mistress of etiquette, sometimes fire sometimes gold
Trying to hold my own, while I’m here all alone
Ooh
I’m down, on the downswing
Ooh, ooh
We are nowhere, we are nothing
What happens when we are older, and you still call me
And I still look at you, through my memories
And I’ll say man, you’re old but still so beautiful
But still so beautiful
Ooh
I’m down, on the downswing
Ooh, ooh
We are nowhere, we are nothing