There's gonna be a change of season, mmm-hmmm. Indian summer look around and it's gone. Why you wanna save the best for last. We grow up so slowly and grow old so fast.
We headed straight south in a sundown light. On highway 61 through the delta night. We shared the backroads with cardsharks and grifters. Tent show evangelists and Luke the Drifter.
The letter that I sent to you. Was it lost in the mail?. Then tell me why there's no reply?. Where can she be tonight?. As I lay here in the dark. And I reach for you, I long for you.
When your arms are empty, got nowhere to go. Come on out and catch the show. There'll be saints and sinners. You'll see losers and winners. . All kinds of people you might want to know.
Ollie, told me that, that I'm a fool. So I walked on down the road a mile. And went to the house that brings a smile. Sat upon my grandpa's knee. And what do you think he said to me?.
If you find me in a gloom or catch me in a dream. Here inside my lonely room there is no in between. . If you find me in a gloom or catch me in a dream.
(Ahhh). If you find me in a gloom. (Ahhh). Or catch me in a dream. (Ahhh). Inside my lonely room. (Ahhh). There is no in between. (Ohhh). . Whispering pines.