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"