Walking Back Home

Seven lonely days in a fifty ton lorry
I know you made me what i am
And i fall to pieces
Johnny cash in black singin'
Undertand your man from
St. quentin crossing to tarbert to gigha

Oh lonesome me howled box car willie
Coming out of tobermory to the sound
In the morning
Patsy clines on the air say's i've loved and lost again
From now on all of my friends are gonna be strangers

So i fell in love with a beautiful stranger
It's just an arangement
I'll leave the first light of day
This one goes out
To my beautiful stranger
I slipped so quietly away

By the window where she stands
She counts the beads in her hand
And knows it wasn't god who planned to make
Honky tonk angels
She makes the bed all alone but a house
Without love is not a home plays on the radio

She says why can't he be you i hear
You've gone from brown to blue
Since the holiday for two
But i don't need to know that right now
I love you so much it hurts he cursed
As his truck tyres lurched down the
Old dirt track road again

She fell in love with a beautiful stranger
There's no arangement
He leaves the first light of day
This one goes out to the beautiful stranger
Time slips so easily away
Time slips so easily away
Time slips so easily away

When you were young and your heart was free
I'd run and meet you and rush to see
Just over the wall where the clouds roll by
And age and chance and tears were far away

Oh if heaven wouldn't see
Light lovers so distantly
Then look today at this love so free
When you are young again

When you were young and your eyes are old
Then all your treasures my hand can stroke
And all your memories and your sorrows are loosed
And blown and left so your lips may be touched

Oh if heaven wouldn't see
Light lovers so distantly
Then look today at this love so free
When you are young again

Plastic shoes
Empty in the hall
Well, i gathered the news
That you'd gone after all
Whats left is this:
And from what i can recall
Theres something i've missed
And i have seen it all

You caught me drawn in the
Bathroom mirror
And said i looked a little older
Walking along on a beach at dawn
With your head upon my shoulder

In your plastic shoes
Broken and used on me
And what have we been through?
Are you watching alone
The same film i'm tuned to?
Do you still cry
When the doctor gives her the news?

Theres a big black bag of belts and hats
You wore to other weddings
A broken chain and a picture frame
That once held us together
I put out these shoes that i helped you choose
And i bolted all the doors
So they won't walk back........

Those plastic shoes
Oh you looked so good
That was all you wore
When i really understood
Some things need summer weather
Others want the dark
Some things work well together
But still keep falling apart

Would the rain, the frozen rain
Be as cold upon your forehead
As the tears that plough your beaten face again
Would the rain

Could your hands, your grubby hands
Pull your coat around your shoulder
Steel yourself against the weather of the day
Could your hands

Here i stand
Just the same

Jesus do these hands still feel the rain

Here we go, winter long
Like sun bleeds down the valley
Or a black and oily river moves so slow
Here we go

Here i stand
Just the same

Jesus do these hands still feel the rain

Here i stand
Just the same

Jesus do your hands still feel the rain