(John Phillips)
When itæ?ᯠtoo late for talking,
But itæ?ᯠtoo early to be walking
And your world slowly stops its spin...
When the mind that once was open shuts
And no one can get in...
And we know that youæ?á®e faking,
And thereæ?ᯠno give or taking...
And no oneæ?ᯠreally sure whoæ?ᯠbeen had.
When the love and trust have turned to dust,
And that was all you had...
Get on your pony and ride;
Get on your pony and ride.
No one to catch up to you,
If you try.
Get on your pony and ride;
Get on your pony and ride.
No one to catch up to you,
If you try.
No one to catch up to you,
If you try...cause Iæ?á³e tried.
Cause when the mind that once was open shuts
And you knock on the door, nobody answers anymore...
When the love and trust has turned to dust...
When the mind that once was open shuts...
When you knock on the door, nobody answers anymore...
When the love and trust has turned to dust...
