A star of Spangles playing
You said you had to work down
at the office late tonight
And I can't help but wonder
It's just that loneliness is hard to take
Wondering where and if I made a mistake
Or did I smother you till you broke away
afraid to love her and I can't
Her voice is not as close,
her hair's a darker brown
Does she love you like I do?
Or is there a part of you
Too restless, too tied down
And I left the porch light on again
And she's bed just as cold again
And I can't help but wonder
I know her lipstick's not
Her voice is not as coarse
But does she love you like I do
Or is there a part of you
too restless, too tied down?
I know her lip stick's not
Her voice is not as close,
her hair's a darker brown
But does she love you like I do?
Or is there a part of you
too restless to tie down?