I was late for work, had to pull to the side. While a funeral train of cars drove by with their lights on. It was just my luck, it went on and on for miles.
There's a bottle on the shelf, talkin' to me. Sayin', "Come over here, you can have a drink". We can make it through this lonely night together. . But that's a road I don't wanna go back down.
How it happened, I haven't a clue. I just woke up one mornin' and was over you. No Hallelujah chorus, nothin' written in the stars. Just a peaceful feelin' settled on my heart.