I'll Get Around To It

I’m beginning to wonder.

Maybe I’ve just slipped

There used to be a time I didn’t give a rip

If a friend was gone or just a bit tight lipped

But of late I’m craving some word

Just a hello not just a wave

Some sign that I’m not forgotten

A shadow in a long dark cave

Days are comin’ when all won’t be so swell

When you’re looking for someone to love you

But your history’s an empty shell

Alone you’ll be with your shadows and doubts

Wondering what all the damn fuss is about

But wishing you’d made that call, rung that bell

Stepped inside another’s shell

Better look out, baby, maybe give a clear shout

Black’s turnin’ to white, and your time’s running out