Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey I ache in the places where I used to play And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on Im just paying my rent every day Oh in the tower of song I said to hank williams: how lonely does it get? Hank williams hasnt answered yet But I hear him coughing all night long A hundred floors above me In the tower of song I was born like this, I had no choice I was born with the gift of a golden voice And twenty-seven angels from the great beyond They tied me to this table right here In the tower of song So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll Im very sorry, baby, doesnt look like me at all Im standing by the window where the light is strong Ah they dont let a woman k** you Not in the tower of song Now you can say that Ive grown bitter but of this you may be sure The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor And theres a mighty judgement coming, but I may be wrong You see, you hear these funny voices In the tower of song I see you standing on the other side I dont know how the river got so wide I loved you baby, way back when And all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed But I feel so close to everything that we lost Well never have to lose it again Now I bid you farewell, I dont know when Ill be back There moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track But youll be hearing from me baby, long after Im gone Ill be speaking to you sweetly From a window in the tower of song Yeah my friends are gone and my hair is grey I ache in the places where I used to play And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on Im just paying my rent every day Oh in the tower of song