I've seen love

 
 go by my door

,
           
It's never bee

          
n this close b

efore
             
Never been so 

            
easy or so slo

w.
             
Been shooting 

       
in the dark to

o long
           
When somethin'

       
s not right it

's wrong
             
Yer gonna make

             
 me lonesome w

        
hen you go


             
Dragon clouds 

    
so high above
           
I've only know

    
n careless lov

e
             
It's always hi

           
t me from belo

w
             
This time arou

       
nd it's more c

orrect
           
Right on targe

   
t, so direct
             
Yer gonna make

             
 me lonesome w

      
hen you go


             
Purple clover,

       
 Queen Anne's 

Lace,
           
Crimson hair a

          
cross your fac

e
             
You could make

              
 me cry if you


 don't know.
             
Can't remember

             
 what I was th

inkin' of
           
You might be s

      
poilin' me too

 much love,
             
Yer gonna make

             
 me lonesome w

         
hen you go


             
Flowers on the

              
 hillside, blo

      
omin' crazy
             
Crickets talki

              
n' back and fo

  
rth in rhyme
            
Blue river run

              
nin' slow and 

          
lazy I could s

tay
              
with you forev

              
er and never r

         
ealize the tim

e


             
Situations hav

  
e ended sad
           
Relationships 

          
have all been 

bad
             
Mine've been l

              
ike Verlaine's

     
 and Rimbaud.
             
But there's no

            
 way I can com

pare
           
All those scen

     
es to this aff

air
             
Yer gonna make

             
 me lonesome w

         
hen you go


             
Yer gonna make

              
 me wonder wha

    
t I'm doin'
             
Stayin' far be

        
hind without y

ou
   
Yer gonna make

 me wonder wha

t I'm sayin'
             
Yer gonna make

              
 me give mysel

           
f a good talki

n' to


             
I'll look for 

       
you in old Hon

olulu
           
San Francisco,

        
 Ashtabula
             
Yer gonna have

             
 to leave me n

    
ow, I know
             
But I'll see y

             
ou in the sky 

above
           
In the tall gr

        
ass, in the on

es I love
             
Yer gonna make

             
 me lonesome w

          
hen you go
             
Yer gonna make

             
 me lonesome w

          
hen you go
             
Yer gonna make

             
 me lonesome w

          
hen you go