You keep his picture close beside you   It's girlish wishes that never came true   But the pony you wanted when you were a child   Is dead in the ground by now      You bring the bar home and the smell of your hair   It wilts the flowers that your girlhood put there   You're disappointed before you lay your head down   You're tired of your life in this town      In a while nothing will hurt anymore   And the hall light won't wake you behind a close door   Everyone cries and everything dies   In a while, in a while, in a while   In a while, in a while, in a while      Can praying save you as you wait by the phone?   It didn't seem to, 'cause you're still alone   And your little girl wishes one thing as a dime   Nobody can help you this time      But in a while nothing will hurt anymore   And the hall light won't wake you behind a close door   Everyone cries and everything dies   In a while, in a while, in a while   In a while, in a while, in a while      It's horses and hay and lovers hold sway   Giving yourself away   The devils and graves and pink toes and paints   And soldiers to say lullabies, high      In a while nothing will hurt anymore   And the hall light won't wake you behind a close door   Everyone cries and everything dies   In a while, in a while, in a while   In a while, in a while, in a while