There’s too much time that I’ve spent thinking
About how everything used to be.
And there’s too many beers I’ve been drinking
To wash away my memory

About how your cold shoulder was offered
As my only place to cry.
And all of the pain that I’ve suffered
That never will die.

Chorus:
And the sun’s setting over the harbor.
And the gaslights are all coming on.
And I feel like a boat with no anchor.
I don’t know what to do when you’re gone.

This wasn’t what I was expecting.
And I can’t say that I was unfazed.
But I’m not taking no for an answer.
Cause you’ll come around one of these days.

Now the lights have gone out in the city.
And I’ve finished three bottles of wine.
So I’ll stagger on home in the darkness
And see you next time.

Chorus 2x
Ward Williams