Drove to the place where we used to park. Just like always it was still and dark. But it was a little too much for my poor heart. Yesterday's mem'ries tore me apart.
You said, "Someday I'm gonna break your heart". The first time that we met. Were you warnin' me, just seein' how close I'd get. We lay down in a lover's sigh.
Left this town with a memory and nothin to my name. But an old guitar and a melody running through my brain. People said, You crazy fool, aint never gonna get that far.
Theres a cardigan sweater on an old wooden hanger,. In the back of the closet at the end of the hall.. My grandfather wore it for thirty-five years, now he dont wear it at all..
May the fruit of my toil be yours love. May the food from my soil be yours love. And from this moment on may a love that is strong. And lives on and on be yours love.
Your lonely nights are over for there's someone new. And he doesn't neglect you like I used to do. Once again you're smiling once again life is fun. Yeah your lonely nights are over and mine have just begun.
You're the only star in my blue heaven. And you're shining just for me. You're the only star in my blue heaven. And in dreams your face I see. . You're the guiding light that brightens up the night.
If I woke up without you tomorrow this world would be useless to me. I would drown in an ocean of sorrow cause you're that much woman to me. . You're the beat of my heart please believe me and I'll love you through eternity.
If you've got two or three minutes well I'd like to tell you a story. It's a story about a preacher. And there's a lotta stories about a lotta preachers.
You turn me on like no one else has ever done girl. Your fingers touch me and you drive me up the wall. I get a thrill just knowing you're a part of my world.
Roses pressed in a Bible bring me sweet mem'ries of you. Roses withered and faded as same as a love I once knew. . Yesterday's roses covered with teardrops.
Did I wake you up again?. Talking in my sleep. Unfamiliar afternoon. . We were out for a little while. Voices from the street. Sunlight in a rented room.
You've been hiding in the corners. You've been living all your life. You gotta get out to the country. And leave your troubled mind. . 'cause you're not free.
One day, I'll slow it way down. Spend my weekends in a swing out on the wrap-around. Oh but these days, I'm on a mission. To get these wild oats out of my system.
The windmills and the water tanks all stand on solid ground. The country mailman mutters as he motors into town. The sunlight came, the sunlight went, the stars came out to see.
Just because we're scared. Doesn't mean we're wrong. The world won't end today. If both of us move on. . But didn't we have a time?. You can't take that away.
Off to New York. Either that or. Maybe Philadelphia tonight. I know it isn't right. That I'd miss you. So what. Maybe I'm unhappy. . And it's hard. Maybe impossible.
You'll be lonely with your lover. You belong to no one. You'll be lonely by yourself. You belong to no one. . You can be happy with someone who loves you.
They wouldn't hear your music. And they tore your paintings down. They wouldn't read your writing. And they banned you from the town. But they couldn't stop you dreaming.