Yearning Ways

See what you have done
Spent most your days out in the sun
No lavish ways, no telling lies
Can't you see from the pain in his eyes

Folded beds and stretched out shoes
Dogs named Friend and Echoes of the Blues
Calling your name from this side of town
Faded hope and memories of you

I ain't telling you no lies
Still learning these lonesome cries
Spent half my days out in the sun
My yearning ways have just begun

I'm walking these streets alone
My face cold, chills in my bones
Peeling the paint off this old soul of mine
Waiting for a jug or two of wine

Clap your hands when he climbs
Reaching for glories that most can't find
Pain in his hands and knees
But still singing those joyful melodies

I ain't telling you no lies
Still learning these lonesome cries
Spent half my days out in the sun
My yearning ways have just begun

I ain't telling you no lies
Still learning these lonesome cries
Spent half my days out in the sun
My yearning ways have just begun