From beyond come the storms. Landscapes turn to ash before my pressured eyes. Nothingness turns to nothingness. And my imagination fades like dustclouds over.
Everybody, everybody, everybody but me. Everybody's got someone carin'. Everybody's got a love they're sharin'. Everybody, everybody but me. . Everybody's gettin' ready.
[ Norma Jean ]. There's a place where no one cares about tomorrow. Where you'd never see a smile there's only sorrow. And love can't break your heart when you're inside.
Everybody, everybody. Everybody but me. . Everybody's got someone carin'. Everybody's got a love they're sharin'. Everybody, everybody but me. . Everybody is gettin' ready.
TOO MANY TEARDROPS TOO LATE. Writer Dave Burgess. . You're too many teardrops too late too many teardrops too late. If you hadn't been untrue then I'd still be a loving you.
You're too many teardrops too late too many teardrops too late. If you hadn't been untrue then I'd still be a loving you. But you're too many teardrops too late.
TOO MANY TEARDROPS TOO LATE. WITH WYNN STEWART. Writer Dave Burgess. . You're too many teardrops too late too many teardrops too late. If you hadn't been untrue then I'd still be a loving you.
If you wonder why I always look so bad and even when I smile I still look sad. Well it's just because I've lost the only love I've ever had. Now I'm livin' in tumble down shack on shabby little street on the hill in Lonelyville.