Sun came up it was another day, And the sun went down you were blown away. Why'd you let go of your guitar? Why'd you ever let it go that far? Drunke… - Lucinda Williams

Not a day goes by I don't think about you;
You left your mark on me, it's permanent, a tattoo.
Pierce the skin and the blood runs through,
Oh my baby.

The night's too long;
It just drags on and on.
And then there's never enough.
That's when the sun starts coming up.
Don't let go of her hand,
You just might be the right man.
She loves the night,
She loves the night,
She doesn't want the night
Don't want it to end.

Are you alright?
All of a sudden you went away.
Are you alright?
I hope you come back around someday.