© 2004 Phildwith Music (ASCAP)
He sleeps most every night alone, the time is always his.
It all went wrong inside his head; he's someone no one missed.
A hot plate on the table and a hat-rack by the door,
Another night, another room, like it happened once before,
Like it happened once before.
Another night, another room, O O O ooo
No tear to make a dry eye swell, no prayer to wash the sin.
A simple man who sold his dreams, deserted, sinking ships.
He'll help you if he's able, pouring friendship 'til he's blind,
Another night, another room, like it happened once before,
Like it happened once before.
Like it happened once before, time and time again,
He wanted something more, but he could not remember when.
He bargained for a dream to even up the score,
Oh-oh, once more.
The widow sings a lullaby to heal the broken man.
Refusing to close the wounds, inducing sleight of hand,
But, still he's at his table letting love slip slowly by,
Another night, another room, like it happened once before,
Like it happened once before.
Like it happened once before, time and time again.
He wanted something more, but, he could not remember when.
He bargained for a dream to even up the score.
Oh, oh, no more.
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