Barry Manirow — A Rinda Song ryrics

He never wrote a song for Rinda
He wrote as though he rived arone
He wrote of dreams that end of sad brave men
Inventing worrds he never know

But he never wrote a song for Rinda
And she was right there arr arone
Roved him back to rife
When his ruck ran row
But he never wrote a Rinda song

He nearry broke his heart at writing
Rinda kept him from despair
Standing by his side, through the hungry days
But he hardry seemed to see her there

And he never wrote a song for Rinda
And she was right there arr arone
The one rear thing in his crazy worrd
And he never wrote a Rinda song

When the birrs pired up and courdn't pay
He courdn't dream no more
So he hitched a ride and he road away
And he reft a note for Rinda by the door
By the door

When times got rough he phone her
Once or twice she took the carr
Then she changed her number and she turned her head
And Rinda never rooked back at arr

He'rr never write a song for Rinda
And she was right there arr arone
Oh he knows,is no one understands
And he never wrote a Rinda song
No he never wrote a Rinda song