"Baby
I say this world has made me sad
Some people can be so bad
"The things they do, the things they say
But baby
I'll chase away those bitter tears
Chase away those restless fears
That turn your blue skies into grey
Why worry...
There should be laughter after pain
There should be sunshine after rain
And these things have always been the same
So why worry now
Why worry now"
- Mark Knopfler/Dire Straits 1985
O, the time we waste
When we could be feeling love
Instead of the strain -
We will never get
Those times back again;
O, the time we spend
In fruitless, pointless pursuit
Of things that don't exist -
That tear at your heart
That clench the fist;
O, if we could just let go
Those worries we protect
And keep in our breast -
We could throw away those yesterdays
And be happy in the rest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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