I'd be sad that I never held your hand as you were lowered Well I, own this field And I wrote this sky And I have no reason, to reason with you But I'd understand that I'd never let it go But I'd understand that the world does what it does And you never

Let's cry for this bad man Well, you treat me right baby, I'll treat you right That's the way it's supposed to be I put my faith down in my friend And he almost put an end to me I wrote a song for the bad man Well he walks so tall to be so small Never