There's Something on Your Mind - Bill Ryder-Jones

There’s something on your mind

That’s here at last, then it’s gone

And in the twisting of two straight lines

Not much changes

And even circumstance is

Subject to some chance

There’s always someone wanting a dance

But there’s a fortune to be had

From telling people you’re sad

Well, everyone wants a friend

I like old pictures of dogs

Faded friendship and fog

Well, there’s one thing on your mind

But I’m not feeling tonight

In the twisting of two straight lines

Nothing changes

Even circumstance is

Subject to romance

There’s always someone wanting