It's hard enough I know
To find the strength to go
Back to were it all began
It's hard enough to gain
Any traction in the rain
You know it's hard for me to understand
Hard to find a way
To get through another city day
Without thinking about
Getting out
Now the strangest thing I've seen
Was a t-shirt turning green
In India, a turtle dove
The dove's lady was the cause
Or maybe it was the olive branch
She held in her claws,
Or maybe he could see they were in love
It's hard to find a way
To get through another city day
Without thinking about
Getting out
Writer(s): David Van Cortlandt Crosby
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