Текст: Lucinda Williams. Live at the Fillmore. Reason To Cry.

Just to sit and talk
The way we used to do
It just breaks my heart
That I can't get close to you

If our eyes should meet
Somewhere down the road
Will you stop and be sweet?
Or will you just walk on?

I thought things would stay the same
I thought things were right on
In our sunny days
How could we go wrong?

Now these days have found us
Right here where we stand
We thought we were so tough
But nothing worked out like we planned

Of everything in this world
I guess I'll never know why
Something as good as this could
Flower up and die

When you lose your happiness
When no one's standing by
When nothing makes any sense
You got a reason to cry

When nothing makes any sense
You got a reason to cry