|The songwriter shopping, in the old days.|
Sometimes I feel very sad. Can't find anything to put my heart and soul into. Every time I get the inspiration to go and change things around, no one wants to help me look for places where new things might be found.
Where can I turn when my fair weather friends cop out? What's it all about? I guess I just wasn't made for these times.
(Lyrics to "I Guess I Just Wasn't Made for These Times")