I'm gonna be a happy idiot And struggle for the legal tender. Where the ads take aim and lay their claim To the heart and the soul of the spender. An… - Jackson Browne

She was a friend to me when I needed one.
Wasn't for her I don't know what I'd done.
She gave me back something that was missing in me.
She could of turned out to be almost anyone,
Almost anyone--
With the possible exception
Of who I wanted her to be.

Running on, running on empty
Running on, running blind.
Running on, running into the sun
But I'm running behind.

Looking through some photographs I found inside a drawer,
I was taken by a photograph of you.
There were one or two I know
That you would have liked a little more,
But they didn't show your spirit quite as true.
You were turning round to see who was behind you
And I took your childish laughter by surprise,
And at the moment that my camera happened to find you
There was just a trace of sorrow in your eyes.