Wasted Time from Lucky Stars by Dan Imhoff

Wasted Time

You’re sitting there watching the blades of grass grow
itchy leaves between your toes
contemplating the crime
of wasted time

You’re watching the cubes in your glass melt
remember how his icy stair felt
regurgitating the crime
of wasted time

and you want
to be sure
it was all meant to be
i the end it was more than a notion of love
and the days
go by
somedays there’s something to show
some days you can never get enough

The blur of the world from your train car
mind games only take you so far
participating in the crime
of wasted time

and you want to be sure
it was all meant to be
i the end it was more than a notion of love
and the days go by
somedays there’s something to show
some days you can never get enough

• Americana
• Americana Jazz
• Folk
• Folk Rock
• Singer Songwriter
• Healdsburg