Wishful Drinking song lyrics. No kisses in the dark, no answer to my prayers, not the worst time. MickTerry.com

Wishful Drinking song lyrics. No kisses in the dark, no answer to my prayers, not the worst time. MICK TERRY
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WISHFUL DRINKING
Copyright 2003 - MickTerry.com

Okay, so you're gone.
It's not the first time
you're not there just to kiss me home.
It's not the first time
that this house is as cold as stone.
No flowers in the hall.
No cheery "How's your day been?"
It's not the first time I'm alone.

    Just some
    WISHFUL DRINKING on my- part,
    WISHFUL thINKING from my- heart.
    Wasted spinning of my brain inside my head
   
of new beginnings where you come back to our bed.
    'Cause there's no winning when my heart's
    still so stuck on you.

Okay, so you're gone.
It's not the last time
I'll wake up and I'm on your side.
It's not the last time
there's an ache that will not subside.
No kisses in the dark.
No comfort when it's needed.
It's not the last time I have tried.

    CHORUS

        Not the first time, not the last time,
        it's becoming more of the same.
        Not the first time, but the last time
        that we both ran all our games
        'til we reached a screeching climax
        waking neighbors on both sides.
        'Til we reached a screeching climax
        that nobody could survive.

Okay, so you're gone.
It's not the worst time
there's a tear running down my cheek.
It's not the worst time
you're not there when I start to speak.
No answer to my prayers.
No friendship beyond loving.
It's not the worst time I will see.

    CHORUS

Copyright 2003  MICK TERRY  Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
[ Reprinted here by permission of the composer-lyricist ]   BMI
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To other country/bluegrass song lyrics:   MOTHER PLUCKER
To other breakup song lyrics:   BACKING UP
To other drinking song lyrics:   I PASSED THE BAR
GOD, HOW I'M GLAD
YEAH, HE WAS COOL
WHISPERING TOO LOUD
BOTTOMS UP, LIGHT 'EM UP
DRUNK IN THE SADDLE AGAIN
BOTTOMLESS BOTTLE (AGAIN)
IT MUST HAVE BEEN SOME PARTY
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