another cold evening another september i'm tired because things could be better too many people bear their burdens carrying crosses hammering nails wasting lifetime waiting to see you but nothing disturbs you disturbs you saints preserve us, then desert us saints preserve us, then they desert us but if these tears you shed were what they seemed what did you expect to see? this landscape's cold and less than forgiving there's no hope of forgetting staring, you smile thinking of you all of the while saints preserve us, then desert us saints preserve us, then desert us so when i get away i'll send my regards thinking i should tell you that i would much rather say that i don't miss you i can't and won't forgive you all i'm doing, all that i'm doing is trying to forget you to forget you oh but i won't forget you saints preserve us, then desert us saints preserve us, then desert us all these saints they preserve us only to desert us oh they desert us