Man, it’s been a long day
Stuck thinking ‘bout it driving on the freeway
Wondering if I really tried everything I could
Not knowing if I should try a little harder
Oh, but I’m scared to death
That there may not be another one like this
And I confess that I’m only holding on by a thin, thin thread
I’m kicking the curb cause you never heard
The words that you needed so bad
And I’m kicking the dirt cause I never gave you
The things that you needed to have
I’m so sad
Man, it’s been a long night
Just sitting here, trying not to look back
Still looking at the road we never drove on
And wondering if the one I chose was the right one
Oh, but I’m scared to death
That there may not be another one like this
And I confess that I’m only holding on by a thin, thin thread
I’m kicking the curb cause you never heard
The words that you needed so bad
And I’m kicking the dirt cause I never gave you
The things that you needed to have
I’m so sad, so sad
If someone won’t lift a finger to call you, see you, and spend time with you, then it’s time to lift five fingers and wave goodbye - because life’s just too short.
‘You’ll find another.’ God! Banish the thought. Why don’t you tell me that ‘if the girl had been worth having she’d have waited for you’? No, sir, the girl really worth having won’t wait for anybody.





