I'm alone in my thoughts like the night wind's cry
Last night I thought I saw some love in your eyes
I was hitting pretty heavy on your gin and wine
And it's true you had been on my mind
Do you really want to know how I'm spending my time
I'm just tryin' to make the best of your love
I'm holding on now to the potters wheel
and it's turning me so fast that I don't know what I feel
I could be on a ship at sea
with only my thoughts to burden me
I guess it all depends on where to want to be
I'm just tryin' to make the best of your love
I live upon a high hill
Work my hands in wire and wood
and I sing like a whippoorwill
and every night there one thing on my mind
only that you love me
until the day I die
If you love me then
you know I would not mind
Everything I do everything I feel
Is coming back to me in a endless reel
like a movie I don't want to see
because I knew about the man and his misery
and your the only one who remains a mystery
I'm just tryin' to make the best on your love
I live upon a high hill
Work my hands in wire and wood
and I sing like a whippoorwill
and every night there one thing on my mind
only that you love me
until the day I die
If you love me then
you know I would not mind