Here I sit watching the day out No one beside me who may doubt All of the words that I could chose to say So listen, believe, or be gone from this day
I need a friend to walk with me And sit in the shade of an old tree To think nothing much, just agree with my thoughts To say nothing much, never tell what I ought
Watching the people pass by now They just don't know why or know how They don't seem to care about all that I've seen They just walk on by never knowing I've been Sitting up here where I'm wind blown Only to ask and to be shown Things that would make you believe what I say I'll tell you myself and I'll show you some day
Writer/s: STUART J WOLSTENHOLME
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Stephens Stills played timbales on the Bee Gees hit, "You Should Be Dancing." He was in the next door studio laying down a Crosby, Stills and Nash album and could hear Saturday Night Fever being recorded. Stills recognized its potential to be a monster hit and he wanted to contribute.