Dinner For Eight - The Grass Roots

Time don’t mean that much to me

People come and people go

I try to find some good in it all

Then they go and let me down

Time don’t mean that much to me

The days and weeks may travel on

Practiced smiles and shiny eyes

Laugh at you when you turn around

The days of fun I counted on

I’d ask my friends with me

But as the day drew to a close

Alone, alone, alone I’d be

Callous time will pass me by

My open wounds may heal

I pick my friends with caution now

So the days and years and tears I won’t fear