While she sleeps her days of younger
Confidences slip right under
Bridges she has crossed
A time before when she had tossed
Her bed out on the doorstep
Then on the floor she lay and wept
For secrets she had sold
Then she got tired and she got old
And she says, "Don't believe what you have heard
Don't believe it may be true
And you can't get what you deserve
When it's standing right in front of you
And you can take the Saint John's Wort
But there's not a lot you're going to do"
She ain't going home again
No way going home again
And she says
"How my light shines
When the room is dark and the night is still
You could be mine
You ain't leaving now but I know you will
And, boy, who made a man out of you?"
While he talks he's interrupting
He doesn't listen and waits for something
Something that is gone
The chance to say what's going on
And way back then he used to love her
But now the pain and regrets cover
Anything that was
And everything that living does
And he says, "Don't believe what you have heard
Don't believe it may be true"
And you can't get what you deserve
When it falls in front of you
And you can take the Saint John's Wort
But there's not a lot you're going to do"
He ain't going home again
No way going home again
And he says
"How my light shines
When the room is dark and the night is still
You could be mine
You ain't leaving now but I know you will
And, girl, you made a man out of me"
And he says, "Don't believe what you have heard
Don't believe it may be true"
And you can't get what you deserve
Even when it's there in front of you
And you can take the Saint John's Wort
But there's not a lot you're going to do"
He ain't coming home again
No way coming home again
And he says
"How my light shines
When the room is dark and the night is still
You could be mine
You ain't leaving now but I know you will
And, girl, you made a man out of me"