There's a buzzard of love, circlin low in the sky.
He's found a love he knows is gonna die.
But I wonder, now I wonder, why's he circling, over me ?
Is there something going on down here I just don't see ?

So darlin, is there something your trying to tell me ?
Baby, something your trying to say ?
Like maby, we've been living like two ships, just passing in the night.
Except were doing it in the stark broad light of day.

Baby, this love's been like trying to herd up a bunch of cat's.
Always something wrong with this, something wrong with that.
Soon as this love began, it's been trying hard to die
It's time we sign the papers, pull the plug and say good bye.


Optional verse*

That old buzzard, he's seen this, so may times before,
As he's circling over me, he's it seeing just once more.
With every single breath, dying love is fade, fading away.
Till won't be nothing left, when the sun goes down, today....