The party is over, the music is fading, and the long ride home begins on the other side of lonely.

Lyrics

I hear the music playing
See the lights down low
On the dance I’m seeing
The one chance that I let go

It’s my own damn fault
No one else to blame
And they’ll all tell you
You’re getting what you gave
So don’t you complain

Now I am here feeling down and abused
Walking the streets in worn weathered shoes
Angels and sinners
Hide the same way
It’s a long ride
From the other side of lonely

Now I am here
Lonely

© Chris Clark 2015