No matter how cold, no matter how dry
Tonight is the night to say your goodbyes
I’ll walk on the side of the road that I rolled
I’ll look for a brind and I’ll turn her into a whore
I’m leaving tonight the things I once borrowed
A half of your heart, a half of your sorrow
But know this my love, when I go,
You’ll be missing a part of your soul
All the pretty flowers in your bedroom
Will turn into sand, I know it’s cruel
And when you sweep the with your red broom
You’ll know the joy won’t come soon.
I’m leaving tonight the things I once borrowed
A half of your heart, a half of your sorrow
But know this my love, when I go,
You’ll be missing a part of your soul
After days and nights and years
After grins and laughs and tears
When the moon swallows the sun
You won’t remember that I’m gone
I’m leaving tonight the things I once borrowed
A half of your heart, a half of your sorrow
But know this my love, when I go,
You’ll be missing a part of your soul