another cold evening another september   i'm tired because things could be better   too many people bear their burdens   carrying crosses hammering nails   wasting lifetime waiting to see you   but nothing disturbs you   disturbs you      saints preserve us, then desert us   saints preserve us, then they desert us      but if these tears you shed were what they seemed   what did you expect to see?   this landscape's cold and less than forgiving   there's no hope of forgetting   staring, you smile   thinking of you all of the while      saints preserve us, then desert us   saints preserve us, then desert us      so when i get away i'll send my regards   thinking i should tell you   that i would much rather say that i don't miss you   i can't and won't forgive you   all i'm doing, all that i'm doing   is trying to forget you   to forget you   oh but i won't forget you      saints preserve us, then desert us   saints preserve us, then desert us   all these saints they preserve us   only to desert us   oh they desert us