Thursday evening six o'clock. I stepped into a world of living all alone. Just a simple note that read. I cannot explain why this must be but now I've gone.
Won't you lend your lungs to me?. Mine are collapsing. Plant my feet and bitterly. Breathe up the time that's passing.. Breath I'll take and breath I'll give.
Well Loretta, she's a bar-room girl. Wears them sevens on her sleeve. Dances like a diamond shines. Tell me lies I love to believe. . Her age is always 22.