Fields are white in snow-y spring and I can't re-mem-ber the last time that I seen her. The high-way's still cold and wet and I can't for-get the way I had to leave her. And ev-ery pass-ing day, she flick-ers and she fades. Is some-one to catch her when she falls from the heav- ens? And I love her yet, she has done me wrong. And I bring her back, she has been long gone. And I'll al-ways be her bro-ken heart-ed sa- a-vior. And eve-ry eve- ry night takes out the lit-tle light that's left with-in her. And eve-ry man he takes her love and leaves her with a din- ner. Our love was once a flame. Now I'm just a for-got-ten name. Am I the on- ly one to blame for hav-in' lov-in' her? And I love her yet, she has done me wrong. And I bring her back, she has been long gone. And I'll al-ways be her bro-ken heart-ed sa-a-vior.
