Written by Gerry Beckley, ©1977 Found on Harbor and Highway. Sarah, please Where is the love you said you'd save for me Am I a fool to think that something's strange I think you've changed Golly, Dad She was the best thing that I ever had Torn and battered now and due for repair But she's not there What does it matter and who really cares With no one to turn to when she's not there Ah, but it's all right, I'll get by Miles apart Left here standing with a broken heart Call me names but I'll refuse to cry Don't ask my why What does it matter and who really cares With no one to turn to when she's not there Ah, but it's all right, I'll get by
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