We were right as rain the front porch swing
Dying for open ears
I need a hand that fits
I need some skin to slip
Sleeves that I can wear
Dragged along through spring with no sweat
Can't eat, can't sleep, can't sing
Every move I make is cautious
I'm such a waste
We were up all night
We had the city and rain
We were up all night
I'm coming again
Sharing drags of nines, sips of gin
Blonde to brown
We could get back again
We could get back again
We're not made of money
We don't talk or laugh
We can plant a garden
We could get it back
We could get it back
We were up all night
We had the city and rain
We were up all night
I'm coming again
And I'm coming again
I'm coming again
I'm coming again
We're not made of money
We don't talk or laugh
We can plant a garden
We could get it back
We were up all night
We had the city and rain
We were up all night
I'm coming again
And I'm coming again
I'm coming again
I'm coming again