Joni Mitchell is 78. But I don’t have to believe it.
And the seasons, They go round and round. And the painted ponies They go up and down . . . . . . But now old friends they’re acting strange They shake their heads and They say I’ve changed — Well something’s lost, but something’s gained In living every day, I’ve looked at life … Continue reading Joni Mitchell is 78. But I don’t have to believe it.