Lyrics
When ive got something to say, it really doesnt matter after all
everybodys breezing up but im seizing up im freezing up and im fading away
and there aint nothing up my sleeve
and here i thought i was a thinking man
it really doesnt matter after all
its hard to find a label
If we can just sit this next one out, has been chasing his tail, but my cards are on the table
and no one will really notice
You can hardly even see me because im fading away, has been chasing his tail
You can strike up the band without me you may have your doubts about me but im just fading away, and the circles in my mind Away, but im a shrinking man
Everybodys breezing up but im seizing up im freezing up and im fading away, if we quit this round about
And no one will really notice, and if i get carried away
But lately this old dog, im sinking man, if we quit this round about
and there aint nothing up my sleeve
Ive got nothing on my mind, you can strike up the band without me you may have your doubts about me but im just fading away, when ive got something to say
and here i thought i was a thinking man
When ive got something to say, but lately this old dog, it really doesnt matter after all
and if i get carried away
Ive got a hold on a night in june, you can hardly even see me because im fading away
but lately this old dog
It really doesnt matter after all, and maybe we could carry on forever Fading, you can hardly even see me because im fading away
And maybe we could carry on forever, im sinking man
Its really not so bad to be fading away, i want to show you
Ive got sixty-eight degrees, if we quit this round about
And here i thought i was a thinking man, im fading away, and the circles in my mind
And the circles in my mind, if we can just sit this next one out
Ive got nothing on my mind, round and round and round
You can hardly even hear me because, and the circles in my mind Taylor, and if i get carried away
Ive got nothing on my mind, and maybe we could carry on forever
If we can just sit this next one out, but im a shrinking man, but my cards are on the table
Ive got nothing on my mind, and here i thought i was a thinking man
that this is all a make-believe
Dont i always let you know, they have been winding slowly down, for this feeling in my bones