(timothy b. schmit)
When i last saw you i couldn’t find a reason why
I felt kind o’ blue watching you
Hello my sweet friend i’ve come to sing a lullaby
Can i make amends or should i try
Ooo – mama can’t you see it’s not the same
Lookin’ back behind a-can’t start anew
But then here we go again
Searching back to you i’ve finally come to realize
When we were as two – tellin’ lies
Livin’ so afraid we never read between the lines
It’s different from today – the sun, it shines
When i first saw you i knew i couldn’t change my mind
Twisted point of view – another kind
But love is what we choose and not for us to reason why
Sometimes love we lose and never try
Ooh – could it really be it’s not the same
Lookin’ back behind is such a silly game
But here we go again