Shivering Timbers Without Someone
When the rain quits falling sometime in July, and the clouds hang like cotton against a blue summer sky; a haloed sun shines like a sign from above, make you feel so alone without someone to love
Without someone to love it's a wearisome road, going cradle to grave is a damn heavy load
When the day draws to evening and the shadows all fade; and the moon is just a promise, still hid away; The wind rise and fall like the coo of a dove, makes you feel so alone without someone to love
Without someone to love it's a wearisome road, going cradle to grave is a damn heavy load
When you're lying awake and alone in your bed, with nothing to stop all the thoughts in your head; Like a man swept away trying to stand against a flood, you're alone in this world without someone to love
Without someone to love it's a wearisome road, going cradle to grave is a damn heavy load
Always feeling apart, ain't a place to call home; A man in this world without love is alone
