There's a long list of whys You're not here tonight It's dark outside You couldn't find a ride Things were loose Time got tight Must've been an oversight You'll write me of where you might be Now the candle's burned out and the wine's all gone And the dogs outside are gonna howl 'til dawn
I'm gonna lock all the doors I'm gonna bolt all the windows I'm gonna turn off that lonesome song I'm gonna wipe out your words I'm gonna tear up your picture I'm gonna pray that it won't be long Until your memory's gone
Out of touch out of time Spend a quarter drop a dime to find out What loneliness is about Tell the truth Make it good And you'll hear it in the neighbourhood To haunt you Come to taunt you But you don't have to waste another word 'Cause I've got everything a fool deserves
I'm gonna lock all the doors...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
