Lyrics:

Hardly seems like the passing of years
Celebrations and laughing and foolproof and cheers
Keeping seasons of dangerous cause, stand by your open door
The last of the line of the drinking mans wine
Being served up to you, to you

Sleepless nights in a town without you
No doorway to forever, no pressing review
Softly moving closer to you, making sense of the truth

The thought of the moment, the yearning for you
The thought of Roseanna, the harvest of June
The core revelations of you were all part of that mood
The last of the line of the drinking mans wine
Being served up to you, to you

Hardly seems like a yesterday dream
And songs of your youth, make your distance of tears
All this bills like we've been here before, stand by your open door
The last of the line of the drinking mans wine
Being served up to you, to you

(Reach out tell me you're there)
Reach out I'll be there
(Love begs give me my share)
Give me my share
(Ahh you see)
Do you see
Are you sure you feel to be there

Sleepless nights in a town without you
No doorway to forever, no pressing review
Keeping seasons of dangerous cause, stand by your open door
The last of the line of the drinking mans wine
Being served up to you, to you

(Reach out tell me you're there)
Reach out I'll be there
(Love begs give me my share)
Give me my share
(Ahh you see)
Do you see
Are you sure you feel, you feel like me

(Reach out tell me you're there)
Reach out I'll be there
(Love begs give me my share)
Give me my share
The last of the line of the drinking mans wine
Being served up to you, to you, oh to you

It's up to you
It's up to you
It's up to you