| 23 years ago
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| A boy wrecked his life
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| 23 years ago
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| On a warm Texas night
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| Said not a word
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| All night in the club
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| 'Til closing time
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| As I was headed for the door
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| Said, «You comin' or what?»
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| You slipped your hand in mine
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| Took me to your place
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| I said, «I'm in love with somebody
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| That I cannot place but that’s the way it goes, honey»
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| Between you and me and her, there’s been many
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| Many times our paths crossed, our paths stayed lost
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| If anything, it’s deeper and deeper and deep
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| 23 hours ago you called my phone
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| You say «Get your ass down here so we can talk»
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| 23 years ago
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| I would’ve run every mile
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| But I called you in the morning
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| Said, «Maybe this ain’t the right thing to do»
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| And I spend the afternoon in tears
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| 23 years ago
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| A boy wrecked your life
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| 23 years ago
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| On a hot Texas night
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| Our paths cross again and again
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| Sometimes five years in between… ten
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| There’s one thing that goes unsaid
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| Now I’ll say it out loud
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| Maybe you were the one I should’ve holded on to
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| Baby you was the one I should’ve held to
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| I’ve been through hell too
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| Ooo maybe, baby, baby
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| 23 years ago
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| A boy wrecks his life
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| 23 years ago
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| On a warm Texas night
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| Interlude #1
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| No jingle in his pockets
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| (?) in the wall
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| Father went to end
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| Knockin' on heaven’s door
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| Fell in love with a dyke
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| Married a friend
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| Spent half his life wondering if it would end… it would end |