Waking up alone. In a room that still reminds me. My heart has got to learn to forget. Starting on my own. With every breath I'm getting stronger. This is not the time for regret.
A jukebox introduced us. When the 60's were still young,. If you got the money,. Honey got my nickels one by one,. I tried to imatate that song,. It's not right but lefty's gone,.
The barroom is closin'. And the bartender sacks me six to go. There's two losers left here. Me and some girl I don't know. . We walk out together. With no one to hold through the night.
The one that I took dancing. The one that I called a baby. Walked down the aisle this morning. With her ol' used to be. . Waitress, take the band another round.
Get into the groove boy you've got to prove your love to me. Played on the radio as we drove down south to see our families. You were lying there in the passenger chair sound asleep.