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Moorer Allison Other

Daylight has found me here again You can ask me anything, but where I've been Things that used to matter seem so small When you're looking for a soft

When the quiet in this old house shows no mercy And the lonesome just won't go away That's when your restless spirit haunts me And I swear, I hear you

When the first hint of sunshine Peeks between the window blinds And the morning hits my pillow The sweetest dream is left behind I'd rather die than

I've heard it said Life leaves you memories that are precious If that's true, it hasn't left me any yet There are none that I've thought of I can cherish

Heard the preacher at the service Declare you'd gone home that day To meet the Maker and His servants And take a rest amidst His grace He said now that

You've finally gone and done it Broke it right in two There's no way you can fix it So pocket your excuse Don't tell me that you're sorry That'll only

I've been walking these mean streets Hard concrete beneath my feet Ain't found a friendly face among the crowd The city's like a Christmas tree A light

It's nearly 3 a.m. And still no sight of him When it comes to love I'm in the dark Lord, I don't understand Why I stand by my man All he's ever done

You crawl back tonight saying you miss me With your tail between your legs What's going on here ain't no mystery Still, it's fun watching you beg Settling