Lover man, oh, where can you be? I don't know why but I'm feeling so sad I long to try something I never had Never had no kissin' Oh, what I've been missin' The night is cold and I'm so alone I'd give my soul just to call you my own Got a moon above me

I'm by the wayside By the wayside Black eyes open wide It's time to testify There's no room for life And everyone's waiting for you And I'm gone, sitting by the phone And I'm all alone by the wayside Everyone's looking at you

Here I go again on my own Goin' down the only road I've ever known Like a drifter I was born to walk alone And I'll keep livin' the life Living the dream on my own. We could all live the dream I ain't wasting no more time Funny how things change Yet they

I know you don't work here anymore, I know you don't work here anymore I think I'd love to die alone But you don't work here anymore And they might fill your place A temporary stand-in for your face This happens all the time And I can't help but think

Somebody's been drinking Somebody's been thinking about us Somebody's all alone, picking up the phone Somebody's gonna be knocking Saying 'hey can I stay, one more time, it's ok' So here we go again And they know they ought to just hang up Somebody's

Still hot and smokin' gun I get a constant busy signal When I call you on the phone I get a strong uneasy feeling You're not sitting there alone I'm having nasty, nasty visions And baby you're in every one, yeah And I'm so afraid I'm gonna find you with

Stranded at the drivin', branded a fool What will they say Monday at school? Sandy, can't you see I'm in misery? We made a start, now we're apart There's nothing left for me Love has flown, all alone I sit and wonder why yi-yi-yi Oh why you left me, oh

Something to blame for a long lost time From green to red our days pass by Waiting for a sign to tell us why Are we dancing all alone? Collect some stars to shine for you And start today 'cause there's only a few A sign of times my friend What's the

Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do

There ain't no last call, I'm havin' a ball with Hank, Haggard and Jones No, I ain't alone, I feel right at home with my ghosts on the stereo The records are spinnin' and the speakers are smokin' And everybody tonight is feelin' alright, with some jack