Loving the way that she moved
Who′d notice how she'd sigh
Her only friend was a stereo
Who played her any song she could afford
Smokin′ pot or sippin' wine
I remember when we last spoke
She didn′t really know who I was
And then a few days later,
I heard she closed her eyes.
Wishing for the old things
And he was always passing
Leaving her with only doubt
Whatever you do, don′t go away like her
Whatever you do, don't go away like her
Wishing for the old things
And he was always passing
Leaving her with only doubt