I've been the one who has been frightened And almost borne away by the very thoughts That I feared yesterday And it must be the dust or smoke that's in my eyes
How can I cry about something from someone I won't see Oh my friends all say she had her chance Let's go shoot some pool Ya know a fool is just a fool And I've tried everything that whiskey cures But the pain endures and now I'm feeling that pain I put my pride in my pocket That's how I'll spend my loneliest days And it must be dust or smoke that's in my eyes
Don't know what to do Hold the lamp above the rafters These smoke-filled rooms will not replace her I've been the one who has been frightened And almost borne away by the very thoughts That I feared yesterday And it must be dust or smoke that's in my eyesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
