Song While You're Away

Up in your nephew's room playing on his cousin's Guitar, I wrote A song for you. You Half done drove off with everything I need, My box And my tumbleweed. I picked it up on the way to Flagstaff Years ago. I was hanging on to everything you had the Grace to show. You were young And you were hungry. Lord knows I was hungry too. We were both Flat out starving For something worthwhile to lose. Looking over the hill at the lights of your Hometown, I wrote a song for You. Thinking of the way we met, a girl home From school and a boy just passing Through. I got a job as a cut man at A house just down the road. I'd never been to town before and I didn't Know a soul. I was young And I was hungry. Lord knows you were hungry too. We were both Flat out starving For something worthwhile to lose. You were my bread And I was your honey Up against a dark red wine. Trying to hold on To the lovely Through the bitter of our times. Agate White wedding dress and turquoise on your Rings. Upright bass and violins as you walked the aisle To me. I was young and I was Hungry. Lord knows you were hungry too. We were both Flat out starving For something worthwhile to lose. You were my bread and I was your honey Up against a dark red wine. Trying to hold on To the lovely Through the bitter of our times.