Thinkin' ‘bout the good times that we had.
Stayin' up all night when you were sad.
That's about the time, when the rain poured down,
If you must just leave without a sound.
Well, take care. Please Beware,
It's quite a lovely world out there.
Don't forget me, or regret me.
Don't forget to pay your fare.
In the nighttime, when you see me,
In the shadows on the wall.
Morning I will fade like leaves in fall.
And I'll be gone...
Sighin' down the road and kicking cans.
From one town to the next makin' up plans.
Every one just crumbles, so you throw them at the floor.
Like the love you turned your back on once before.
Oh, that's a leaf you'll never turn,
It's the stone you'll never roll.
Well I guess the lesson learned,
You cross a bridge, you pay a toll.
When the nighttime comes a creepin'
All your sad dreams come alive.
Mornin' you'll forget to close your eyes,
And I'll be gone...
In the days when we were younger,
Leave those yesteryears behind.
Sing those sounds of sorrow
To the travelers we might find.
I hold the quarter that you left me,
In the corner of my mind.
Ya hear my voice, remember
You'll be fine...
That was a lot that you gave up.
Where gold was buried in them hills.
Had an overflowing cup,
I filled your heart up to the gills.
Cause when the nighttime, when you hear
that soulless whisper call your name.
In the mornin' you will call me just the same.
...And I'll be gone.
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