From the album Poison Cove

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Lyrics

She cries in the night- and I don’t know why
So I try hard to be a better man
As our love dwindles away- the only thing she’ll say
Is it’s little things I’ll never understand

And every night I make sure and hold her tight
And I treat her like an angel that’s walking on this earth
Still my efforts are in vain cause the emptiness remains
Yeah she thinks loving me is more trouble than it’s worth

Well I used to be a rambler- ran with drunkards, thieves and gamblers
But her love helped to change my wicked ways
So if it takes my dying breath- I swear I’ll never rest
Till I find the path back to our better days

And every night I make sure and hold her tight
And I treat her like an angel that’s walking on this earth
Still my efforts are in vain cause the emptiness remains
Yeah she thinks loving me is more trouble than it’s worth

(Milan Miller)