Can't you see
the light
coming over them big green
hills
and can't you smell
the hookers
standing by the big white
church
oh tell me you know how this will end
because I don't think I can make it through the night

Can't you hear your baby
Crying
or is your screaming drowning out that
Child
oh tell me when you see
the light
don't look back in anger
at your life

A cold, cold winter is rolling in
and you're sitting out on the curb
can't you see what you're doing to me
how this song tears us apart