Good Help by Gordon Tebo

These trees up above us are keeping time
They sway back and forth like you and I
Good help comes so quickly when there's room
And I can't help from wondering: where were you?

Now that you've come by
Things are gonna change this time

Things are gonna turnaround this time
Gonna keep on repeating that same line until you're mine
If these trees up above us only knew:
That you can't even stick around to see them bloom

I can feel the summer sky, fade away when I'm in your eyes
Get the chills, pay the bills, what you will, gonna crawl inside
Now I'm gonna tell you what's on my mind:
1). I think I'm losing touch, 2). I've put the word out on you
3). All the bullshit that I ignored

But now I'm gone… got some good help now.

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