DISCOGRAPHY - "67,000 Miles An Album" - LYRICS
PLANS
Hands, the hands I held in the night have lost hold
And I can feel one by one each finger unfold
Sands, the sands have all run out through the glass
And I can’t turn time around, and our’s come to pass
Plans, the plans we had are gone
Plans, I thought we’d just go on
Means, the means have come to an end, all too real
A major chord’s changed to minor and that’s how I feel
Years, the years they once flew by and I know
The hours we had sped too quickly, now move so slow
Plans, the plans we had are gone
Plans, I thought we’d just go on
Plans, the plans like oak firm and strong now I found
What once had seemed so solid, been cut to the ground
Plans, the plans we had are gone
Plans, I thought we’d just go on
Plans, the plans we had are gone
Plans, I thought we’d just go on
Hands, the hands I held in the night have lost hold
And I can feel one by one each finger unfold
Sands, the sands have all run out through the glass
And I can’t turn time around, and our’s come to pass
Plans, the plans we had are gone
Plans, I thought we’d just go on
Means, the means have come to an end, all too real
A major chord’s changed to minor and that’s how I feel
Years, the years they once flew by and I know
The hours we had sped too quickly, now move so slow
Plans, the plans we had are gone
Plans, I thought we’d just go on
Plans, the plans like oak firm and strong now I found
What once had seemed so solid, been cut to the ground
Plans, the plans we had are gone
Plans, I thought we’d just go on
Plans, the plans we had are gone
Plans, I thought we’d just go on