Nothing can be done

Must I surrender

With grace

The things I loved when I was younger

(Sweet embrace)

Must I remember your face

So well

What do I do here with this hunger

 

Oh I am not old

I'm told

And I am not young

Oh and nothing can be done

Don't start

My heart

Is a smoking gun

Oh and nothing can be done

 

Nothing can be done

Nothing can be done

Oh nothing can be done

 

Joni Mitchell

Done