(Lucinda Williams). . See what you lost when you left. This world, this sweet old world. See what you lost when you left. This world, this sweet old world..
If I had my way I'd be in your town. I might not stay but at least I would've been around. Cause there's something about what happens when we talk. Something about what happens when we talk.
Something wicked this way comes. The lights are orange, you never know. He'll fall a bomb stone. Something wicked this way comes. . He is high on the wings.
You wait in the car,. On the side of the road.. Let me go and stand awhile,. I want to know you're there, but I want to be alone.. If only for a minute or two,.