There I was at the bus stop beggin’ you just to stay Can we work this out, baby we can work this out dust trail from a Greyhound headed for the West Coast As I watch you leave, it's gettin' hard breathe No this ain’t how it was suppose to be If you’re out chasin’ your dreams Tell me where does that leave me
Chorus What about the plans that you left behind The little white house by the railway line The one we picked out even put the payment down What about the promise that you made To stay with me till your dying day Said never go away Are they just things that people Are they just things baby
The preacher stopped by the house last Tuesday Asked if I was fine We sat and talked a while He tried to make me smile But it’s so hard to my face 'round lately In this small I guess they heard the news About me and you It’s 3 AM and I can’t at all I wonder where you are tonight and do I ever cross your mind
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Well my momma stop crying She wonders what went wrong Could I have loved a little deeper Or did I hold on too strong