I've had bad dreams too many times,

To think that they don't mean much any more.

Fine times have gone and left my sad home,

Friends who once cared just walk out my door.



Love has no pride when I call out your name.

Love has no pride when there's no one left to blame.

I'd give anything to see you again.



I've been alone too many nights

To think that you could come back again.

But I've heard you talk: