You keep his picture close beside you It's girlish wishes that never came true But the pony you wanted when you were a child Is dead in the ground by now You bring the bar home and the smell of your hair It wilts the flowers that your girlhood put there You're disappointed before you lay your head down You're tired of your life in this town In a while nothing will hurt anymore And the hall light won't wake you behind a close door Everyone cries and everything dies In a while, in a while, in a while In a while, in a while, in a while Can praying save you as you wait by the phone? It didn't seem to, 'cause you're still alone And your little girl wishes one thing as a dime Nobody can help you this time But in a while nothing will hurt anymore And the hall light won't wake you behind a close door Everyone cries and everything dies In a while, in a while, in a while In a while, in a while, in a while It's horses and hay and lovers hold sway Giving yourself away The devils and graves and pink toes and paints And soldiers to say lullabies, high In a while nothing will hurt anymore And the hall light won't wake you behind a close door Everyone cries and everything dies In a while, in a while, in a while In a while, in a while, in a while