Stills-Hillman Fallin' and spinnin', losin' and winnin', keepin' my head Watchin' for signals, wear some vigil, was I misled ? I remember you said that you don't want to forget me It doesn't matter which of our fantasies fled. Every tomorrow, lookin' to borrow a piece of today Run a bit faster, here comes the catcher makin' his play You had better not stay, you will soon be surrounded It doesn't matter which of our fantasies fled. Lonely and winsome, calling for someone, living right now Something is shallow, ugly and hollow, doesn't even allow You to want to know how you might live for the living And give for the giving, moment by moment, one day at a time It doesn't matter, it's nothin' but dreamin' anyhow.