What used to be my home has changed to just a place to stay. A crumbling last resort when day is through. Sometimes between sundown and dawn somehow I find my way.
If I only had one arm to hold you. Well better yet if I had none at all. Then I wouldn't have two arms that ache. For you there'd be one less mem'ry to recall.
If I only had one arm to hold you. Well better yet if I had none at all. Then I wouldn't have two arms that ache. For you there'd be one less mem'ry to recall.
Written by Bobby L. Harden. . She said hello. And I said hon', it's me. She said I might have known. And I said oh, listen please. Leaving you for her was wrong.
Hello walls, how things go for you today?. Don't you miss him since he upped and walked away?. And I'll bet you dread to spend another lonely night with me.