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 ever come Whose going to call on Sunday morning? Whose going to drive you home? I just want one more chance To place my arms in fragile hands I thought you said forever Over and over A sleepless night becomes Bitter oblivion These thoughts run through my head Over and over Complaints of violins become my only friends August evenings bring solemn warnings To remember to kiss the one you love goodnight You never know what temporal days may bring So laugh, love, live free and sing When life is in discord, "Praise ye the Lord"
