There's nothing sadder than a year gone by
Lord let me stay another da
If only to sing out another tune
Or fill up my journal with your name
And the little boy says
The more sad I get
The more hurt I get
And the little boy says
The more sad I get
The more hurt I get
Curled up your fists
Shoulders bunching up at your ears
(All looks the same to me)
One wrong turn and I am on a strange new road
(All looks the same to me)
The turns will keep on coming if you let them
(All looks the same to me)
Haven't I a bottle left to quench them
(All looks the same to me)
But I try
Cross the state and country lines
I am tired I am weeping
(All looks the same to me)
I am smiling I am screaming
(All looks the same to me)
Mother gave me what I asked for
(All looks the same to me)
Just a hand to hold the silver bell
If I must exist to worship you
Allow me to, and all will be well
Give me some false hope, dancing at the foot of the stairs
(All looks the same to me)
Give me one wrong look
Right between a passionate stare
(All looks the same to me)
Take the right hand path and turn on an impetuous dare
(All looks the same to me)
Like a long lost dream, you left me lying here