Teardrops on My Pillow

Teardrops on my pillow, but they’re not mine

Left my suitcase standing in the darkness of night

Fingers on my window, but they’re not mine

Closing doors behind me, the fight is done

We’re riding and the night is long

We’re riding and the night is long

We’re riding and the night is long

We’re riding and the night is long

Fingers on my window, but they’re not mine

Closing doors behind me, the fight is done

I’m not playing anymore

Drop my cards down on the floor

This game is not mine, anymore

We’re riding and the night is long

We’re riding and the night is long

We’re riding and the night is long

We’re riding and the night is long