(Wayland Holyfield)
I go to places we like to go
I do
(Don Williams)
Don't you think it's time for us to
The night was dark, rain falling down
Looked for my baby
It seems you’ve gone without leaving
All the doors are closed
(Writer: Wayland Holyfield)
Solitaire. I'm gettin' good at solitaire
I've got
Nightime finds me reaching out to you
Days are only waiting
(Don Williams)
If I could write about the way you make
Where is the sun,
Where is the day I’m looking for
Where