(Ray Sawyer/Gary Doon) It's cold in this jail cell that I live in The silence makes me think about me and you I guess I tried too hard to make things better Now the paying is the hardest thing I do It hurt to see you cry cause I love you I never got that job the way we planned Now the baby's crying haunts me like a sad dream Ain't it funny how our lives get out of hand Now I can't go home anymore The memory of you and me is all I'm living for I know now it was better living free and being poor Than just sitting here with all my tears behind these walls and doors Each week I wait everyday for Sunday The one day that they let me close to you I wonder as the sun comes up each Monday Why I haven't seen you in a week or two Now I can't go home anymore The memory of you and me is all I'm living for I know now it was better living free and being poor Than just sitting here with all my tears behind these walls and doors And I can't go home anymore (c) 1977 Sunbury Music Ltd.