[These lyrics are incomplete/incorrect. Appreciate any input.]
and give me all your friends
when your heart is aching
and i'll be your bitter end
when you pull up to the old time table
i'll be alone most of the time
you'll be alone most of the time
when you find your body aching
time to ache, time to hold her
when you're walking, walking, walking, walking
and when you're talking, talking, talking, talking
in the middle i'll hold you tight
you've been going out every night
i've been holding your savings tight
don't meet me in the middle