You don't get the story but the heartache still comes through
It never comes up it seems
It's just taken for granted by the girl of your dreams
And I guess I was taken for granted too
Spent my last six dollars on a bottle of whiskey
Drove out past your place but that was just wishful thinking
And I sat and I watched the sun set on the hill
Funny how you're sure the time's standing still
While the world keeps moving around and around on you
Cause the lights went back down
Tell me what else was I to do
And I wish we all had just a tiny compartment
A little black box where we could put our heartaches
'Cause I'd lock mine in and I'd give the key to you
Spent my last six dollars on a bottle of whiskey
Drove out past your place but that was just wishful thinking
And I sat and I watched the sun set on the hill
Funny how you're sure the time's standing still
While the world keeps moving around and around on you
Spent my last six dollars on a bottle of whiskey
Drove out past your place but that was just wishful thinking
And I sat and I watched the sun set on the hill
Funny how your'e sure the time's standing still
While the world keeps moving around and around on you
And the curtain goes down
But the heartache still comes through More from Fred Eaglesmith