I'll supply the love You supply the night, baby I see a horseman in the sky It makes me turn and wonder why I hear the same old fourteen reasons Must be the changin' of the seasons I met the girl across the sea She saved my life and came with me A tender

But don't think twice, it's all right Well it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe Ifin' you don't know by now An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe It'll never do some how When your rooster crows at the break a dawn Look out your window

Tired as fuck The Greedy Palace has been keeping me up See now then Or get so high that you can't let go I only had to tilt the paddle toward my chin Can't and won't you will and can It's so hard to wonder why when you don't feel worthy of Being aloft,

And I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll slowly die inside Every time I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line And I count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride I ride east every other Friday but if I had it

It wasn't that hard Just to figure you out Now I did, you wonder why I like your pants around your feet And I like the dirt that's on your knees And I like the way you still say please, while you're looking up at me You're like my favorite damn disease

I've got you to let me down But I've got you to let me down Sometimes, I wouldn't mind if I was less important Only you can understand why Would you think about them all the time? Wonder if you'll even notice in the morning So where'd you go when you

And I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll slowly die inside Every time I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line And I count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride I ride east every other Friday but if I had it

I'm too misty, and too much in love. You can say that you're leading me on, But it's just what I want you to do, Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost, That's why I'm following you. On my own, would I wander through this wonderland alone, Never

This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself. I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go. Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold? Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else. Guess you don't love me, babe, loving mister

What is this thing called love? I saw you there one wonderful day You took my heart and threw it away That's why I ask the lord in heaven above This funny thing called love? Just who can solve its mystery? Why should it make a fool of me?