This is a song that I co-wrote with Sonny Hale back when we were in college. We performed it at the talent show at Bethany College. I included the infamous “Time out.” A little embarrassing at the time but it has been a great story ever since. If anyone out there knows where Sonny might be hanging his hat, I would love to know. I haven’t talked to him in many years and it seems we have lost track of each other.
We wrote this during my whiskey years. I talked a little about them in my letter to Tammy on Valentines day this year. It was a very lonely time in my life where nothing made sense. Deep down I knew what I wanted, but as life is most of the time, it did not follow my schedule. So in the mean time I tried to drink my loneliness away. In the process I began to ask if the man I wished to be was gone, or is this really me.
A fun fact was that Tammy was at the talent show that night. It was the first time she had ever heard my name. It’s interesting that in a college with seven hundred students it still took us two years to find each other.
I’m walking down this road
There seems no end in sight.
Everywhere I turn I find you on mind.
Nothing I can do will keep me here with you.
Things are moving so fast I can feel you slipping through.
Where you are now I have no clue.
Wish I could find the words to sit down and talk to you.
Sometimes it feels like I’m running in circles.
Things I see make no sense to me.
The man I was, the man I wish to be.
Is he gone, or is he me.
Every time I try, just try to make it through.
The words come out wrong, and I just walk away from you.
I run back to the place, the place I first kissed you.
Those were the good times, the times I spent with you.
I guess it time, time to say goodbye.
Just walk away, into the cold night.
Sometimes it feels like I’m running in circles.
Things I see make no sense to me.
The man I was, the man I wish to be.
Is he gone, or is he me.
So here we are two worlds apart.
Will I find another, or will I have this broken heart?
I guess she is through with me.
I have no words to say.
I tried to tell her I loved her, but she just walked away from me.
She just walked away from me.
So after twenty-four years I thought I should maybe finish the story. A lot has happened in that time. Some good, and some bad, but all have been worth it. I hope you enjoy the second half:
Some times I feel like I’m running in circles.
Things I see, Make no sense to me.
The man I was, the man I wish to be.
Is he gone, or is he me?
There you were, Standing on the side.
I wanted to talk to you, I wanted to confide.
I wanted to bring you close and whisper in your ear.
You are the most beautiful girl, I have to break through this fear.
I touched you through my whisper, I held you for a time.
I knew right then and there you were mine for the rest of time.
Some times I feel like I’m running in circles.
Things I see, make no sense to me.
The man I was, the man I wish to be.
Is he gone, or is he me?
I’m standing right in front of you.
He says you are my wife.
It feel like nothing before.
It’s like I have found my sight.
I can’t wait to start my life with you.
I can’t wait to hold you near.
You are the love of my life.
I have nothing to ever fear.
Some times I feel like I’m running in circles.
Things I see make no sense to me.
The man I was, the man I wish to be.
Is he gone, or is he me?
I never saw your true beauty.
Until that first big night.
You were meant to be a mother.
OH, if I only knew bedtime would be such a fight.
Playgirls want to play, no matter what time.
I just had to hold on for the ride.
If nothing else we have always had a good time.
Sometimes I feel like I’m running in circles.
Things I see make no sense to me.
The man I was, the man I wished to be.
Is he gone, or is he me?
We are proof that love exists.
that love is all we need.
Tragedy will not slow us down.
someday we will all be set free.
I will always tell you I love you.
I will always make sure that you see.
I will never walk away from you.
I will be the man who you want me to be.
The man who I am is not gone.
The man you see in front of you,
………. is me.
We were walking along, my uncle and me.
and wouldn't you know it, we found these magnificent tree's.
We sat down asunder, and started to blumber.
Weaving webs of uncommon splendor with ease.
Just believe me uncle, I say with a chuckle.
tomorrow its going to freeze.
I sneeze.
I am sorry my nephew, I should tell you bless you.
I guess it just got lost in the breeze.
oh, please.
We wiggle and giggle, or maybe giggle then wiggle.
Holding our sides with glee.
The stories don't matter.
Its all just chatter.
Its time, even if he is the Mad Hatter.
that means so much to me.
