The Roses In The Window Box have Tilted To One Side everything About This House was Born To Grow And Die
oh It Doesn't Seem A Year Ago to This Very Day you Said I'm Sorry Honey if I Don't Change The Pace i Can't Face Another Day
and Love Lies Bleeding In My Hand oh It Kills Me To Think Of You With Another Man i Was Playing Rock And Roll And You Were Just A Fan but My Guitar Couldn't Hold You so I Split The Band love Lies Bleeding In My Hands
i Wonder If Those Changes have Left A Scar On You like All The Burning Hoops Of Fire that You And I Passed Through
you're A Bluebird On A Telegraph Line i Hope You're Happy Now well If The Wind Of Change Comes Down Your Way Girl you'll Make It Back Somehow
and Love Lies Bleeding In My Hand oh It Kills Me To Think Of You With Another Man i Was Playing Rock And Roll And You Were Just A Fan but My Guitar Couldn't Hold You so I Split The Band love Lies Bleeding In My Hands
and Love Lies Bleeding In My Hand oh It Kills Me To Think Of You With Another Man i Was Playing Rock And Roll And You Were Just A Fan but My Guitar Couldn't Hold You so I Split The Band love Lies Bleeding In My Hands
wah-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh wah-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh oh, Oh, Oh, Oh love Lies Bleeding In My Hands