| She said, «There are things about you I don’t really understand.»
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| I am drinking in the afternoon, got whiskey on my breath
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| And as I walk through Greenwich Village, with a suitcase full of clothes
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| I am blinded by the afternoon and unsure where to go
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| Yes I’m blinded by the afternoon and unsure where to go
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| Will you come for me on days like this when I am broken down?
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| 'Cause I’ve been strangled by an emptiness that’s still choking me now
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| I have prayed for absolution that won’t ever come around…
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| So if you love me, won’t you please forgive me now?
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| Then I try to call my mother, but she’s not around to talk
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| So I wander through the fading day, oblivious and lost
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| Yes I know I’m getting older, chasing time that slips away
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| Point my headlights towards the interstate, it’s time for my escape
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| Point my headlights towards the interstate, it’s time for my escape
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| I am sorry for the things I’ve done, don’t try to let you down
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| In my dreams at night I hear your voice, and I’m shaken by the sound
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| Now I’m stranded in Los Angeles and you’re all I think about
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| So if you love me, won’t you please forgive me now?
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| I hope there’s a million stars above you
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| And everything you need, I hope it finds you
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| Every breath you breathe, hope it comes easy…
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| I hope it’s easy
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| I’ve got a picture in my wallet of a girl I used to know
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| And another of my family, it’s been too long since I’ve been home
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| Now I’m waiting on a train, where I’ll end up, God only knows
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| Maybe I’ll make my way back to her, but I guess I probably won’t
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| Maybe I’ll make my way back to her, but I guess I probably won’t
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| You are somewhere far away from me; |
| I’m here all by myself
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| Through the space between the two of us, wish I had something else
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| 'Cause I’d surrender up most anything if I thought it’d help somehow
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| So if you love me, won’t you please forgive me now?
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| If you love me, won’t you please forgive me now? |