Lonely Chair
Sometimes you travel here and there, no matter where you've been
Every time you go away, you come back home again
I pull my old recliner closer to the fire
And lean back in the arms of that old lonely chair
When you're not there, I don't want to be anywhere but
Cradled in the arms of that old lonely chair
Don't want to go to bed at night, freezing and alone
To wake up every hour, reach for you and moan
So, I pull my old recliner closer to the fire
And lean back in the arms of my lonely chair
When you're not there, I don't want to be anywhere
But cradled in the arms of that old lonely chair
I know you have to go away, go out and do your thing
I know you love me darling, more than anything
I'm good at keeping busy, while I'm missing you
Then nighttime comes and darkness falls, and I feel blue
Now, when your journey's ended, and you come back home to me
Walk into the living room, 'cause that is where I'll be
I pulled my old recliner closer to the fire
And leaned back in the arms of my lonely chair
When you're not there, I don't want to be anywhere
But cradled in the arms of that old lonely chair
When you're not there, I don't want to be anywhere
But cradled in the arms of that old lonely chair
Yes, I'll be sleeping in the arms of that old lonely chair
Every time you go away, you come back home again
I pull my old recliner closer to the fire
And lean back in the arms of that old lonely chair
When you're not there, I don't want to be anywhere but
Cradled in the arms of that old lonely chair
Don't want to go to bed at night, freezing and alone
To wake up every hour, reach for you and moan
So, I pull my old recliner closer to the fire
And lean back in the arms of my lonely chair
When you're not there, I don't want to be anywhere
But cradled in the arms of that old lonely chair
I know you have to go away, go out and do your thing
I know you love me darling, more than anything
I'm good at keeping busy, while I'm missing you
Then nighttime comes and darkness falls, and I feel blue
Now, when your journey's ended, and you come back home to me
Walk into the living room, 'cause that is where I'll be
I pulled my old recliner closer to the fire
And leaned back in the arms of my lonely chair
When you're not there, I don't want to be anywhere
But cradled in the arms of that old lonely chair
When you're not there, I don't want to be anywhere
But cradled in the arms of that old lonely chair
Yes, I'll be sleeping in the arms of that old lonely chair
Credits
Writer(s): Deborah Cavanaugh
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