Pieces of you all scattered around. Pieces of love that's all over now. What can I do? I'll never be free. With pieces of you all over me. . There's a letter in the dresser.
He sat up on the bed and he watched me packing. He already knew why I was leavin'. I took what I needed but I sure left a lot still hanging. But I figured I'd get it come the weekend.
He sat up on the bed and he watched me packing. He already knew why I was leavin. I took what I needed but I sure left a lot still hanging. But I figured Id get it come the weekend.