When a love grows cold Like the fire come dawn It is a bigger tune Old homes know through and through
When is it too soon to walk When to run dry of talk from burning just the same Was it easier in days gone by, clear skies and storms alike And words of ties that bind
From time to time, a man must go But let me tell you friend, it is a long way down
When is it too soon to walk When to run dry of talk from burning just the same Was it easier in days gone by, clear skies and storms alike And words of ties that bind
When the whining's free but the love's still true It's been done before, you can work it through