It's gonna be a long one But I'm paying my way I'll be working all night long Well, you can't just get what you want Without a little work a day And you can't just stick out your hand No, it doesn't work that way And there's not much joy in the work

Ooh lookin' back at what I left behind I'd rather be an albatross flying high And in the tail winds looking back at what I left behind Another windowless room Riding the blue Out the window a patchwork quilt how we build how we move From place to place

Working, working, working, working, ain't ya? You don't have no time to lay up You just trying to be somebody 'Fore you say you need somebody Get all your affairs in order I won't have affairs, I'm yours, girl Faithful, faithful, faithful, faithful And

Sometimes I don't know which way to go 'cause I'm walking on a high wire Have to pull it together Feel so washed up today Haven't really got much to say Blood on the pillow of my bed Explains the pain that's in my head Sometimes I can't tell, but it's

To love her is to learn her Some things you just can't learn And see her at her worst Dance with her when she's drinking Hold her when she hurts She'll be happy, you'll be sorry Well, that's just how it works You'll meet her momma You'll love her daddy

Change in the air And they'll hide everywhere And no one knows who's in control Repress and restrain Still the pressure and the pain Wash the blood off your hands This time she won't understand You're working so hard And you're never in charge

Never let your prayin' knees get lazy And love like crazy They've been together fifty-eight years now Be a best friend, tell the truth, and overuse I love you Go to work, do your best, don't outsmart your common sense They called them crazy when they

How can we say we're still in love and not be lovers? How did we get here, where you can be right there And I can be with you and miss you? Had a bottle of wine and a perfectly fine dinner Talk about school, work, life and how cold it was last winter Lay

To love her is to learn her Some things you just can't learn And see her at her worst Dance with her when she's drinking Hold her when she hurts She'll be happy, you'll be sorry Well, that's just how it works You'll meet her momma You'll love her daddy

There's your trouble There's your trouble, there's your trouble You keep seeing double with the wrong one But you just keep holding on Should have all worked out But it didn't She should be here now But she isn't You can't see I love you, you can't see