16 Miles Wide

Throw another dollar on the bar Bar man is only there to hurt you Fallin' down the stairway in the dark Mornings have never been there to serve you Coffee to wine, cigarettes in time Your mind is still your greatest virtue You lost sight, it's not over Spoke to the sky, then your wife at the alter Sixteen miles wide and ten feet high It's not your fault Broken hours and whiskey sours in the park Do your best to make love desert you The misery of love lost plays its part Fighting back is now your greatest virtue Pantomimes of better times, let pain express your art Sometimes it's just enough to get through You lost sight, it's not over Spoke to the sky, then your wife at the alter Sixteen miles wide and ten feet high It's not your fault You lost sight, it's not over Spoke to the sky then your wife at the alter Sixteen miles wide and ten feet high It's not your fault Sixteen miles wide and ten feet high It's not your fault Sixteen miles wide and ten feet high It's not your fault It's not your fault