Whiskey Saints I Need Some Luck
Nighttime's coming down and now I'm lying here alone
Staring into the darkness for the things I don't know
I wish that I could understand the things that I can't see
Having trouble with the simple stuff, can't make sense of
anything
I need some luck to hit me like a freight train or a truck
Make me realize that it's okay 'cause I'm not giving up
I want some time just to sit here, figure out where I've
gone wrong
It may not be the remedy, but it feels good to sing along
The past keeps catching up me and I don't want to die
Don't want to live as long as some but that might be lie
I'm holding onto something that I know I won't let go
I'll never turn and walk away 'cause then I'll never know
I need some luck to hit me like a freight train or a truck
Make me realize that it's okay 'cause I'm not giving up
I want some time just to sit here, figure out where I've
gone wrong
It may not be the remedy, but it feels good to sing along
To sing along
