What are you thinking of Matthew my friend.
As you sit in your room all alone.
You can see the bright lights in the city below.
In the place where you once called your home.
And I'm sure you can still hear the laughter and noise.
Of your kids as they run and they play.
And you thought you were doing the best that you could.
But it just didn't work out that way.
Just didn't work out,
Just didn't work out, just didn't work out that way.
You thought you were doing the best that you could.
But it just didn't work out that way.
And your mother's long gone and your father is too.
There's times you wish you were dead.
And this morning the nurse took your whiskey away.
When she said you're not rightin the head.
And when your wife calls.
You can't think of her name.
And her visits get shorter each day.
And you wish in your heart you could walk out that door.
But it just didn't work out that way.
I can see you've been thinking again of the past.
And the place where the tall cedar grows.
You remember the evening you planted that tree.
But I'm sure that nobody else does.
And it grow to the sky as the years drifted by.
And I'm sure it's still standing today.
But Matthew its somebody else's tree now.
Cause it just didn't work out that way.
So close your eyes Matthew say good night to the world.
There's a better one waiting for you.
Your time here is over its time to move on.
There's nothing here left you can do.
But you could have moved moutains and danced on the moon.
You could have turned night into day.
And you thought you were doing the best that you could.
But it just didn't work out that way.
Just didn't work out,
Just didn't work out, just didn't work out that way.
You thought you were doing the best that you could.
But it just work out that way.