Words by HOWARD GREENFIELD
Music by NEIL SEDAKA
From the album THE HUNGRY YEARS (1975)
I don't think anybody's enjoying the recession, but headmistress and chainrman of the Girls' Schools' Association says it may help us rediscover the value of more traditional values that sectors of society have lost sight of. Certainly this song always meant a lot to my mother, when thinking of days that were poorer in terms of money only.
Girl we made it to the top
We went so high we couldn't stop
We climbed the ladder leading us nowhere
Two of us together
building castles in the air
We spun so fast we couldn't tell
the gold ring from the carousel
How could we know the right would turnout bad
Everything we wanted,
was everything we had
I miss the Hungry Years
The once upon a time
The lovely long ago
We didn't have a dime
Those days of me and you,
We lost along the way
How could I be so blind,
not to see the door
closing on the World
I now hunger for
Looking through my tears,
I miss the Hungry years
We shared our day dreams one by one
Making plans was so much fun
We set our goals and reached the highest star
Things that we were after
were much better from afar
Here we stand just me and you
with everything and nothing too
It wasn't worth the price we had to pay
Honey take me home
Let's go back to yesterday
I miss the Hungry Years
The once upon a time
The lovely long ago
We didn't have a dime
Those days of me and you,
We lost along the way
How could I be so blind,
not to see the door,
closing on the World
I now hunger for
Looking through my tears,
I miss the Hungry years
I miss the Hungry Years
I miss the Hungry Years
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Hi, Frugal Dougal. Looks like your Fen Tales blog got hit with a virus - every time I go to close it, multiple copies of Explorer open up, faster and faster. Have to shut down quickly to get it to stop. Only your blog does it, so I figured you'd been hit. Leave a post on here or on Linda's blog if you have to create a new one, or if you get it back up and going again.
Prayers!
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