Lyrics

Night turns from blue to gray I'm on the edge and I start to fray So play me a sad song One that's not too long He was born in the afternoon With a plastic fork and a silver spoon Oh Jesus, that car alarm Will tattoo your name on my right arm You can walk that crooked line But you can't have your picture in the paper every day All the time She don't live too far Ten minutes' walk and two by car And when it starts to pour I'll be there at your door You can try to be true But can you live honest and not hurt the ones you are Closest to? Darling, forsake me not Summer is here and I'm getting hot So I try to be true And I wake up and get dressed and get on the bus I wait for you Come on Morning has come at last No more worrying about the past