On days like now,
I wander in the empty;
In times like these,
All of my hits seem miss —
I may have squandered much,
No thought in plenty:
But there’s no standing on the fence
With this
Other People's Feelings
On days like now,
I wander in the empty;
In times like these,
All of my hits seem miss —
I may have squandered much,
No thought in plenty:
But there’s no standing on the fence
With this