There's nothing quite as lonely. As a sky that turns to gray;. Or a love that just starts dyin'. And slowly fades away.. . You werre my best companion.
How do two people like us ever happen to meet. I think about that. Was the timing just right was it that the night was so sweet. I think about that. Was it chemical physical what was the deal.
He walks in from the factory. Dirt on his hands, dead on his feet. There's no mistaking that look in his eyes. When the blues and my baby collide. . Could be the boss, could be the bills.