On Christmas morning you woke up. To static on the radio. Someone must have turned it on. Who? You didn't know. . You got up slowly sleepy eyed. To a tune that stationed in.
She's getting' hammered. On Alabama slammers. Three drinks ago, no. He wouldn't stand a chance. He's sipping' whiskey. Feelin' confident and frisky. Writes 'Slow Hand' on a twenty.
In some corner in some bar. Somewhere not too far. He's drinking scotch on the rocks. Watchin' the sweat on the glass roll off. In some corner, in some bar, somewhere.
He was tough, said he'd lived a good long life. and he'd seen it all, watching 82 years fly by. and three kids grow up, seen 'em all have kids. and grandkids of their own..
It's nice to be out in the morning. When you've got somewhere to go. But seeing the same old faces. That can make you feel so low. . Ardwick Green where the grass is grey.
I'm paying taxes but what am I buying?. A whole lot of government muscle and everybody crying. I'm paying taxes, and everybody [unverified]. A whole lot of government muscle and everybody crying.
I never could have seen this far. I never could have seen this coming. It seems like my world's falling apart. Why is everything so hard?. I don't think that I can deal.
I woke up it was 7. I waited 'til 11. To figure out that no one would call. I think I got a lot of friends. But I don't hear from them. What's another night all alone.
Wasting this time, trying to play it safe. And trying to cover up what our hearts want to say. We've been hiding these words, we don't have to anymore.
Another day is going by. I'm thinking about you. All the time. But you're out there. And I'm here waiting. . And I wrote this letter. In my head. 'cause so many things.
I woke up it was 7. I waited 'til 11. To figure out that no one would call. I think I got a lot of friends. But I don't hear from them. What's another night all alone.
To see you when I wake up is a gift. I didn't think could be real. To know that you feel the same as I do. Is a three fold utopian dream. . You do something to me that I can't explain.
(Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-whoa). (Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-whoa). . Stop being such a freak. Nobody wants you here. That's what they said to me. There's something wrong with you.
I Don't want to make this. Harder then I have to this. Is how it has to be. There's. So many things I want to say but. You just don't listen to me.. .
It's time for us to take our seperate paths. We had a lot of laughs but the good things come to pass. Let's think of the evil break don't make it scandoulous.
Some people dream about money and fame. Taking miles on private planes. But they don't know you like I know you. . Some people dream about looking good.
I gotta tell you the truth. I'm full of broken pieces. And all my nights are sleepless. And I don't mean to intrude. This secret can you keep it?. Won't give up even if it.
Can you leave me here alone now?. I don't want to hear ya say, that you know me. That I should be always doin' what you say. 'Cause I'm tryin' to get through today.