i've been out walkingi don't do too much talkingthese days, these daysthese days i seem to think a lotabout the things that i forgot to doand all the times i had the chance toi've stopped my ramblingi don't do too much gamblingthese days, these daysthese days i seem to think abouthow all the changes came about my waysand i wonder if i'll see another highwayi had a loveri don't think i'll risk anotherthese days, these daysand if i seem to be afraidto live the life that i have made in songit's just that i've been losing so longi've stopped my dreamingi won't do too much schemingthese days, these daysthese days i sit on corner stonesand count the time in quarter tones to tenplease don't confront me with my failuresi had not forgotten them-sofiahart.