IT’S PREYING ON MY MIND

Words and music by K. Carnes, D. Ellingson and David Cassidy

Just like a wind
Singing its song of windchime
I’m a lonely man passing through your town
Thinking of you. Lord you used to be mine
I never wake up, only wake up down

And it’s preying on my mind
That there’s nothing left in my hands but time
Time don’t really care if I carry on.
Love left me behind
Just like summer leaves, the grapes on the vine
Wake up in the morning
Find you’re gone, find you’re gone
Find you're gone.

Trying to go home
But the road never seemed to pass your way
Spied on myself, I’ve been getting by
I could have called
You’re just a dime away
There’s a phone up ahead
But I know I’ll just pass on by

And it’s preying on my mind
That there’s nothin’ left in my hands but time
Time don’t really care if I carry on
Love left me behind
Just like summer leaves and grapes on the vine
Wake up in the mornin’
Find you’re gone, find you’re gone
Find you’re gone, find you’re gone

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