Letra de Everydays

...Steve Stills Look at the sad goodbyes Everyday's a killin' time Sun comin' up outside No men are born this time Saturday's child stays home Nothin' you say is so wrong Round, round, round another day Round, round, round another day Grocery store, Templex Just makin' change, plastic checks Up in a tree a jaybird Yellin' at me, no words Every one looks, can't see Can be ignored easy Round, round, round another day Round, round, round another day Softenin' the wayward things of ecstasy The sound of trees, most Ebony, please What a baby sees Beautiful face, alright Many a place uptight Old woman there in red shoes A million balloons, all hues Drive in the hills, forget fear Gettin' it on in second gear Round, round, round another day Round, round, round another day Softenin' the wayward things of ecstasy The sound of trees, most Ebony, please What a baby sees