Heard you were leaving   You hadn't asked for much   Just a strong hand and a soft touch   The miles in between us   Were to great for you to hold      You said something's different   Something's changed   From the way it was   In those summer days   But you can't explain it   And it's best that we just move on      Go on and speak for yourself   Nothing has changed in the south   But you get a free night in Boston   I get a long night in Tennesee         Said we'd be together   Until the end of time   But my clock's still tickin'   Quarter past nine   Every second that passes   Second guesses are made through      Go on and speak for yourself   Nothing has changed in the south   But you get a free night in Boston   I get a long night in Tennesee