You said I wouldn't get to far on a tank of gas and an empty heart But I got everything I'll ever need I got this old guitar and a brand new set of strings And I'll grab the wheel and I'll point it west Pack the good and leave the rest I bet this road

This is my last goodbye I could lose myself I could curse like hell But I've lost the will to even try If you ever doubt Listen to the sound Long before you're rusted chains

Never say goodbye, never say goodbye Together, forever You and me and my old friends Hoping it would never end Holdin' on, we got to try Say goodbye, never say goodbye Holdin' on to never say goodbye As I sit in this smokey room The night about to end

I want to be together soul on soul this time Good God have mercy on me Don´t you deserve me baby Believe me baby don´t ever leave me lonely No one ever told me, no one ever said, No one ever loved me till I was going out of my head. No one ever listened

And so this is Christmas A very Merry Christmas And a happy new year Let's hope it's a good one Without any fear Another year over The near and the dear one The old and the young And so happy Christmas

Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high All those things that don't change, come what may I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way. Still I wish you'd change your mind, If I asked you one more time If the good times are all gone,

I'm gonna peel you away Now as I begin To wash you off my skin Cause you're not right within I say goodbye When I found out this love's undone I was like a gun Sure as it was over Felt like nothing good could come

And I never (never) saw you coming And I'll never (never) be the same This is a state of grace This is the worthwhile fight Love is a ruthless game Unless you play it good and right I'm walking fast through the traffic lights Busy streets and busy lives

I'm not sure if I should show you what I've found Has it gone for good? Or is it coming back around? Isn't it hard to make up your mind? When you're losing and your fuse is fireside I can't explain but I want to try There's this image of you and I And it

This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough Every minute is wasted time She gets a little bit closer to saying goodbye I'm looking out from my window seat Halfway back, aisle twenty three Man I wish that I could fly this thing I could hear