These Days Counting Crows

Well I've been out walking
And I don't do that much talking
These days, these days
These days I seem to think a lot
About the things that I forgot to do, for you
And all the times I had the chance to

And I had a lover
It gets so hard to risk another
These days, these days
Now if I seem to be afraid
To live the life that I have made in song
Well it's just that I've been losing, so long

Well I keep on moving
Things are bound to be improving
These days, one of these days
These days I sit on corner stones
And count the time in quarter tones to ten
My friend don't confront me with my failures
I had not forgotten them