Liars and Lovers
Well in the evening
When the sun is getting low
She comes to me Lord
With that touch that I know
Liars, lovers, preachers and thieves
My mouth it lies, my eyes confess this
It’s all just a matter of damn degrees
It’s late at night now
And I’m so bitter and cold
She left me here Lord
My past she wouldn’t condone
The morning has come at last
My head is reeling from the pain
I don’t think I can find her
I only have myself to blame