She got a secondhand love.
You get it on the run.
Well she keeps you guessing
When she leaves you all alone.
You can bide your time
Every time you go.
I ain't that hard to find.
Everybody knows.
Chorus:
I'm walking down the streets again.
Little closer to the one you're on.
If it's looking like a dead-end run.
Just means that I'm missing you.
Leaning on a lonesome heart,
Maybe just as well.
I f you're looking for the words to fall,
Find them where they fell.
Darling are you out there somewhere
Making up your mind?
There's something you borrowed,
Something you left behind.
