I stared into that burning wood
It was hypnotizing
The mood all
Jesus, she says as she hung up the phone
Shes been
I wake up in the morning and I grab my
Hey Sam, Ive been wondering
When I might catch a break
It
Theres no hope in the way that I feel about
Listen to me, strangers weve become
And all that we had
I remember afternoons
Selling papers after school
A gig that taught
O Tonight its bad
Just stuck in my head
And everything said,
Shell be gone tomorrow morning
Watch the sun rise then leave
Breathe
Caught up in living, day to day
She needs a man,
I dont have no one but I guess Ive got
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