The Late, Late Show - Milt Buckner

Everyone I've ever known has wished me well Anyway, that's how it seems, it's hard to tell Maybe people only ask you how you're doing 'Cause that's easier than letting on how little they could care But when you know that you've got a real friend somewhere Suddenly all the others are so much easier to bear Now, to see things clear it's hard enough, I know While you're waiting for reality to show Without dreamin' of the perfect love And holding it so far above If you stumbled onto someone real, you'd never know (You'd never know) You could be with somebody who is lonely too (Sometimes it doesn't show) He might be trying to get across to you (Words can be so slow) When your own emptiness is all that's gettin' through There comes a point when you're not sure why you're still talking I passed that point long ago (Long ago) I'm so tired of all this circling And all these glimpses of the end (You know it's useless to pretend) That's all the voices say, you'll go right on circling Until you've found some kind of friend Well, I saw you through the laughter and the noise You were talking with the soldiers and the boys While they scuffled for your weary smiles I thought of all the empty miles And the years that I've spent looking for your eyes (Looking for your eyes) Now I'm sitting here wondering what to say (That you might recognize) Afraid that all these words might scare you away (Break through the disguise) No one ever talks about their feelings anyway Without dressing them in dreams and laughter I guess it's just too painful otherwise Look, it's like you're standing in the window Of a house nobody lives in And I'm sitting in a car across the way (Let's just say) It's an early model Chevrolet (Let's just say) It's a warm and windy day You go and pack your sorrow The trash man comes tomorrow Leave it at the kerb and we'll just roll away