Bitter hearts from bitter ends. Crooked limps from crooked mends. The sun stopped shining. I'm going home. . Easy come, easy go. The more I learn, the less I know.
Cherish these times. They're already leaving. They're already bound. For a brighter unknown. . Love with your mind. Love all that you're seeing. Love all that is real.
Two broken hearts lonely looking like houses. Where nobody lives. Two people each having so much pride inside. Neither side forgives. . The angry words spoken in haste.
Oh, I know it hurts, yeah, I know it hurts. When your brand new love up and does you dirt. Baby, don't you know? Baby, don't you know?. You reap just what you sow.
Darling, if someday some writer should say. I'll write a song for only you to sing. Whoa, I'd tell him of our broken love. And call it 'The Song of the Lonely Teen'.
You and I couldn't get along. So our love, it wound up on the rocks of Reno. I loved you and you loved me. But all we did was disagree 'bout everything but Reno.
You oughta be a one man woman. One woman is all I need. Someone to love and care for. That will love and care about me. . If you've been searching for that kind of man.
I don't know why I keep on believing you need me. When you've proved so many times that it ain't true. And I can't find one good reason for staying. Maybe by leaving would be the best for you.
Grandfather smoked and had a taste for booze. Next thing you know Grandaddy's son did too. And when that boy had children of his own. Addiction was the only seed he'd sown..
I can remember us cruising through town. In your daddy's car with the top pulled down. Looking so cool. We came from different sides of the track. But we still held hands out back of the old school.
Theres something you got that really gets me going. Its hard to believe the way the feeling's growing. So let me say before my heart starts showing. Im only in it for the love.
I don't remember loving you. And I don't recall the things. You say you put me through. You tell me that you've had. A guilty conscience for so long. .
Cruising in my Station Wagon. Trying to keep my muffler from dragging. Sometimes it seems so defeating. As I'm hustling to make it to the Cub Scout meeting.
As the maid poured wine and we prepared to dine. I knew I was feelin' out of place. At a table as large as a river barge. And "I love you" written all on your face.
Making money at thirty with a wife and a son. Then a short five years later it all comes undone. She's gone back to mama with the boy by her side. Now I'm wine drunk and running with them on my mind.
Wherever I'm goin', wherever I'm stayin'. It doesn't matter, long as I'm stayin' with you, stayin' with you. . I'm always happy, whatever I'm doin'. It doesn't matter, long as I do it with you, do it with you.
God knows how long she was waiting on the mountain. Staring at the river, watching all her dreams go by. Every single morning she sang of crystal fountains.
Sitting 'round, talking 'bout old China. And how the ladies hair will go to gray. Paying for a speedy revolution. Hoping those fine lines will go away.
The sky is full of dirty, aching air. That's burning a greasy yellow. And zooming slowly in on everyone. Untie these fighting sunsets that will not be fulfilled.
In the shadows of the night come the friends of fantasy. Dancing forward toward the dawn, wrapped in coats of vanity. In the closets, in the home hang the toasts of days gone by.