I look at you and I remember
The way I felt
That alarm sounds without warning
I wake up and say good
I'd hook my wagon to my trike and I'd
head across
I've always lived on the edge of life
I don't fear
She was a woman on a mission
Here to drown him
A couple of bucks worth of change
in the ashtray
A half
There's a pool hall, jukebox and
sawdust floors
Three plays for
The first time we went all the way
I can truly
Well, I've been waiting for just the right
moment
To tell you
Oh, she's tender but she's tough
And still willing to love
If
