A sense of shame
And I don’t know why
There's a limousine outside
And I heard it bein' read
It was the time before the last
But with a sense of shame
It was the time before the last
And I wonder if it doesn't create
We did not make up
With a sense of shame
With a sense of shame
And I threw you on the ground
And you did not get up
But the tears in your eyes
And I know whom it's for
Oh, that the comfort in your head
And you're leanin' on your wheel in your car
As you walk to the top of the hill
You meet me heather deep
And I threw you on the ground
And you hope the will in your mind
It made me want to cry
It made me want to cry
Something in your eyes
I bury your heart on my knees all the time
And I heard it bein' said
There's a limousine outside
And I don’t know why
And you did not get up
Comes a knockin' at my door
And you did not give up
Does not jump from the edge to the climb
There's a limousine outside
In the middle of the night
And I don’t know why
And I know whom it's for
And I don’t know why
In the middle of the night
Comes a knockin' at my door