WhaDaYaDo (What Do You Do)

I was napping in the old folks home and it came in a dream; I heard a piece of this song and just had to try and recreate the rest. Imagine a trio and vocalist. The soft melody and lyrics drift, in

WhaDaYaDo  (What Do You Do)

Say, you know when you're blue
And feeling so low down...
What do you do
Oh, what do you do

When the emptiness you feel
No congress can repeal...
What do you do
Oh, what do you do

When you look at your watch
You stumble over a sock...
Things always seem to get in the way
When you're looking down
There's that heartbreaking sound
Of silver bells ringing, so far away

What can you do when true love
Seems very far away
What can you do
Oh, what can you do

When it seems the Universe
Is trying so hard to say,
    "Love's on it's way..."
What do you do
Oh, what do you do

You're rolling the dice
Playing it ever so nice
Hoping things will soon start going your way
But when every try
Seems to end in a sigh
Then romance and love seem so far away

If someone says in your dreams
Your 3A.M.; they stopped by twice
What do you do
Oh, what do you do

It's time for you to wake up
Kiss them, hold them real tight
That's what you do
Oh, that's what you do

Author's Note

I checked and believe it or not Google could not find a song like this one. Amazing!

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

"When the emptiness you feel no Congress can appeal" I had to smile when I read that line. While your lyrics are romantic, they are also injected with a good deal of humor. Sweet and fun to read. Lydi**

[Tam Warink]

Hello, Lydia! Thank you so much for reading!! Yes, I suppose I might have been subliminally coerced into using the part about, "..no congress can repeal." We've had quite a bunch of rowdiness from the whole lot of them I rather think. Was it intentional? Perhaps, "I might have done" as they say. ;-)

[Pryde Foltz]

Love the one your with. Whimsical, clever and witty.

[Tam Warink]

Hey, hey, Pryde! Thank you. :) Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young! ... a great song from the distant past. "Keep on Truck'n." ~ R. Crumb. {doffs cap ala-half-mast toward the Haight-Ashbury} ~_~