I can't live babe, without you in my life Where did it go, my baby, where did it go, my darling Tell me how to get you back in my heart again Girl I must have been crazy, to say that it was over I had to be a fool, to yell out we were through And now I'm

My darling, I have wronged you Down the devil's path I have roamed Regret, sadness and sorrow Now in my soul have found a home My Sweet Caroline From your loving arms I've strayed In your heart may you find Forgiveness I pray

I'm going back to 505 If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive In my imagination you're waiting, lying on your side With your hands between your thighs Stop and wait a sec Oh, when you look at me like that, my darling What did you expect?

How did we end up somewhere between a Lover and a memory? Lover and a memory Don't do me dirty, show me some mercy Darling, please lay down your weaponry 'Cause I don't believe in a halfway heart And you gave me all of my favorite scars I been drinking,

Oh, oh, darlin', a love like this is hard to find Baby, don't make me wait for love this time, oh Can't you see I need your love, I need you Sitting here just staring at your picture Waiting for your call So unclear, I'm hanging on a notion We could have

falling in love with you. Like a river flows, surely to the sea; darling so it goes, some things are meant to be. Take my hand; take my whole life, too. For I can't help, Wise man say

Goodbye, so long! Don’t wait home for me darling, I’m not coming home! Draw the blinds and set the alarm, 'Cause I’m not coming home In the morning you will rise With in your eyes 'Cause I’ll be gone,

Night and day Day and night Under the hide of me And this torment won't be through Night and day, you are the one Only you beneath the moon and under the sun Whether near to me, or far It's no matter darling where you are I think of you

I know we'll be lovers again, darling I know we'll be lovers again It's a matter of time The one in the end, I was your friend Till you see that I'm I got pictures of you in funny poses Letters from you with pressed yellow roses I've got souvenirs of fun

Once there was a way And I will sing a lullaby. Once there was a way, To get back homeward. To get back home. Sleep, pretty darling, Dot not cry Golden slumbers,