STOLEN DAYS

Selective starvation
Purge the waif-like maven 
Happy smiles
Filled with denial
Make hip the hell-like haven
The grass is green
When you’re standing in a desert
Hug the hollow sentiment
Of a dunce ridden teacher’s pet
-	Oh how I miss these stolen days

Ripped up jeans
Make for high fashion
The gaudy look
Of being hooked
Causes pleasant dissatisfaction
High heeled him and hers
All mixed up and causing a stir
Save the living planet
While wearing fake furs
-	Oh how I miss these stolen days

Stolen Days
Take me out of time
Stolen Days
Take me out of my mind
Stolen Days
Ain't life fine
Stolen Days
With this well aged wine
-	Oh how I miss these Stolen Days



© McGie/Lundquist