When your only friends
are hotel rooms
Hands are distant lullabies
If I could turn around I would tonight

These roads never seemed so long
Since your paper heart stopped beating
leaving me suddenly alone
Will daybreak [bad word] 

Who's gonna call on Sunday morning?
Who's gonna drive you home?
I just want one more chance
To put my arms in fragile hands

I thought you said forever
Over and over
sleepless night
 [bad word] bitter oblivion

These [bad word] through my head
Over and over [bad word] of violins
 [bad word] my only friends

August evenings
Bring solemn warnings
To remember to kiss the ones
you love goodnight

You never know
what temporal days may bring
Laugh, love, live free and sing
When life is in discord
Praise ye the Lord