The Late Show Watkins Family Hour (Ft. Jackson Browne)

Everyone I've ever known has wished me well
Anyway that's how it seems, it's hard to tell
Maybe people only ask you how you're doing
'Cause that's easier than letting on how little they could care
But when you find that you've got a real friend somewhere
Suddenly all the others are so much easier to bear

Well to see things clear it's hard enough I know
When you're waiting for reality to show
Without dreaming of the perfect love
And holding it so far above
That you stumbled onto someone real, you'd never know
You'd never know

You could be with somebody who is lonely too
Sometimes it doesn't show
He might be trying to get across to you
Words can be so slow
When your own emptiness is all that's getting through
There comes a point when you're not sure why you're still talking
I passed that point long ago
Long ago

I'm so tired of all this circling
And all these glimpses of the end
You know it's useless to pretend
That's all the voices say:
"You'll go right on circling
Until you find some kind of friend"