Don't You Take It Too Bad - Blind Pilot

Don’t you take it too bad

If you feelin' unlovin'

If you feelin' unfeelin'

If you feelin' alone

Don’t you take it too bad

Because it ain’t you to blame babe

No, it’s some kind of game maybe

Out of all of this living

That we’ve got left to do

Oh and if you go searching

For Rhyme or for reason

Then we won’t have the time

That it takes just for talking

About the places you’ve been, babe

About the faces you’ve seen, babe

Oh, and how soft the time flies

Past your window at night

Oh, and we just can’t have that, girl

'Cause it’s a hard lonesome cold world

And a man needs a woman

For to stand by his side

And whisper sweet words

In his ears about daydreams

And roses and play things

The sweetness of spring time

And the sound of the rain