Quittin' Time (feat. Cela Harper)

I can still recall the first time I smelt your perfume

It was subtle sweet and simple just like you

It clung to my pillow for the better part of a week

But it faded slowly like all good things do

Now your face is drawn and tired, and babe there's nothing I can do

Except topping off your coffee when it's low

And I sit here by your side but we're both lonely in this room

We ain't trapped but honey where else can we go

Are you thinking about New Orleans, are you thinking about last Fall

Are you thinking about anything at all

Are you dreaming about leaving or just running for a while

And when's the last time you let yourself smile

Tell me what did you really think you was gonna find

Is that whiskey on your breath babe, is there something on your mind

Sometimes all it takes is for a woman to be wronged

For her innocence to melt away like wax

Then it's learning how to heal, finding out how to feel again

Without giving away too much of her past

Oh complications, medications, tryin to feel alright

Just to have the wind go right out of my wings

And I'm trying hard to be enough, I'm giving you up all my love

But rejection has a special sting

Are you thinking of New Orleans, are you thinking of last Fall

Are you thinking about anything at all

Are you dreaming about leaving or just running for a while

And when's the last time you let yourself smile

Tell me what did you really think you were gonna find

Is that whiskey on your breath babe, is there something on your mind

I never thought I'd see the day when love was not enough

But you're given over to the stronger stuff

In the early morning hours when I don't find you in bed

I just wish that I could see inside your head

Wish that I could see inside your head

And see if you're thinking about New Orleans, or thinking about last Fall

Or thinking about anything at all

Are you dreading on the future or just pining on the past

Am I a fool to think a love like this could last

Am I that much less than what you thought you'd find

Is that whiskey on your breath babe, is there something on your mind

I know the smell of whiskey and I know when it's quittin' time