Lucinda Williams Sweet Old World
see what you lost when you left this world this sweet old world what you lost when you left this world this sweet old world the breath from your own lips the touch of fingertips a sweet and tender kiss the sound of a midnight train wearing someone's ring someone calling your name somebody so warm cradled in your arm didn't you think you were worth anything see what you lost when you left this world this sweet old world what you lost when you left this world this sweet old world millions of us in love promises made good your own flesh and blood looking for some truth dancing with no shoes the beat, the rhythm, the blues the pounding of your heart's drum together with another one didn't you think anyone loved you see what you lost when you left this world this sweet old world what you lost when you left this world this sweet old world