She left a letter on the table
Said she'd be home by five
Smell of old coffee lingers on my minds
I won't wait to hear those footsteps
Climb those old creaky stairs
Every lonely night I miss her prescence everywhere
Cry to the sky above
Never give all your heart for love
X2
Familiar places that we went to
Become like dying vines
...and better times
Such a hard time to get over
Such a deep love that's lost
From the sun the morning dew the moon the heat and frost
Cry to the sky above...
X3
The heat of passion will decieve you
Make you a different man
Turns peasants to kings
... to further land
So I'm drunk and walking...
Have my gun at my side
Such a lender of this march until he died
Will the promise be just enough
Never give all your heart for love
Cry to sky above...
