Rhonda Jean Stakich

Uneasy
 
Here we go again, Here we go again
Here we go again, I'll speak for myself, at least
having this fantasy of how it used to be with you

Am I changing? just growing older
letting my memory somehow and suddenly take hold of me, control me
try to unfold me, forgive me if I am uneasy

Here we go again, I'm wasting my energy
why does it have to be that I can't be happily with you?
is it plain to see and I'm looking beyond?
and will you make fun of me when I am 83 and lonely

Take hold of me
try to unfold me, forgive me if I am uneasy
Because I am Uneasy

Take hold of me
try to unfold me, forgive me if I am uneasy
Because I am Uneasy

Here we go again
Here we go again