Unhitch that wagon Unhitch that star I'll take my moonbeams Home in a jar Yes, I come stumbling Home to this bed These words come tumbling Best left unsaid
And in the middle of it You make a riddle of it Where do we go from here And in the middle of it You say you really love it But that it won't last a year
Where will I hide my face Where am I going to run Whose gonna take your place After you've gone
Blankets of roses To make my bed One stoney pillow To lay my head
And in the middle of it You make a riddle of it Where do we go from here And in the middle of it You say you really love it But that it won't last a year
Where will I hide my face Where am I going to run Whose gonna take your place After you've gone After you've gone
And in the middle of it You make a riddle of it Where do we go from here And in the middle of it You say you really love it But that it won't last a year
Where will I hide my face Where am I going to run Whose gonna take your place After you've gone
Where will I hide my face Where am I going to run Whose gonna take your place After you've gone
After you've gone After you've gone After you've gone