Better Times 歌词

"Hey, why so sad, why so heavy all the time" you ask I say, "Hey, it's not my nature to call it a half full glass" There's a man I could love he's just the same We love to get together and complain Sometimes we drive on Sundays to sit beside the lake We tease the greedy squirrels they don't ask before they take Are we just waiting for our ships to come in Then will we blow our separate ways again? Hey hey hey how time flies When you're holding out for better times Well I admit a craving for something square and certain A house and a yard and a window with curtains Most days I don't even think twice But every path not chosen has its price Hey hey hey how time flies When you're holding out for better times