Songtext von Going, Going

Since you've been gone dear, days seem much longer Looking for something that I can find nowhere I curse myself for making all this difference I thank myself for causing such a fuss--it changes much Bulldoze my hill into a mountain Everyday I climb up then roll back down again My schedule's wide open, opportunity's gone Can I fill the spaces? I tear out the pages I'm paid by the hour. Can't punch in my time card. Four-week vacation and now I'm in the yard You're nothing like unfair and I wish I'd go there I'm missing out hard-core. There is no one better.