There was something about the plaintive vocal and it's final line about allowing oneself to be found by love that resonated; words that continue to have meaning in my life well over 40 years later.
It was the start of my love for the music of The Eagles, a love that time has not diminished. No other band has captured the pain of heartbreak and loneliness more than they did in only eight studio albums. Yes - 8! All other albums are compilations.
But those eight albums produced some of the most iconic music of the 1970s - no one can deny that. The haunting opening notes of the title track of "Hotel California" are proof enough of the band's ability to catch your ear and hook your heart and take you on a journey to places you never thought you'd go.
Unless you're a single person who knows the words to "Wasted Time" by heart:
"You never thought you'd be alone
This far down the line
And I know what's been on your mind
You're afraid it's all been wasted time"
Now it will never happen again with the death of Glenn Frey yesterday.
I have few words to describe how much his body of work with The Eagles and as a solo artist have meant in my life, this blog entry just scratches the surface.
The Eagles' website posted the lyrics to Glenn's song "It's Your World Now" that closes out their last studio album Long Road Out of Eden:
"The curtain falls, I take my bow
That's how it's meant to be, it's your world now"
But for me, it's the title of another song from the same album that captures my feelings at the moment: "What Do I Do With My Heart".