| Will I shed one more tear for my broken family
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| And have a glass of whiskey with another friend
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| That has nowhere to be
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| Get my feet on the road they feel much better there
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| Gonna stop trying some day some year
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| I meant it when I told her I loved her and I did
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| And I meant when I said goodbye
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| Grabbed my suitcase and my kid
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| We’ll find another place to call home for a while
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| Oh I get to itching I don’t know why
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| Wandering away
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| The grey is coming the wrinkles aren’t far behind
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| More nights than not I think this is the one where I lose my mind
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| Maybe I can get it right this time
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| Maybe I can stay up most of tonight
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| Cause I don’t want to see her come at me again reaching for my neck
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| Wandering away
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| All these broken promises in a shoebox full of bones
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| Lie behind the crows feet eyes of anyone
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| Better when they roam
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| Whatever happens then falls under the wheel
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| Dancing to a fiddle tune with the devil on my heel
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| Wandering away
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| My knees are wobbly my back keeps going out
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| Try to sing like a bird but all I can do is mumble and shout and moan
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| Wake up to another damn day
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| Wish I was magic I’d make it go away
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| Last night in a dream I saw her again I tried to scream but couldn’t
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| Wandering away |