Long and, oh, so far away I fell in love with you before second show. Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and clear, you're not really here. It's just the radio.
you remember you told me loved me baby? You said you'd be coming back this way baby. Baby, baby, baby, baby, oh, baby. I love I really do.
Loneliness is such a sad affair, I can hardly wait to be with you again. What to say, make you come again? Come back me again, and play your sad guitar.