I was only 18 in a ducktail and jeansWhen he had to goWe spent so many nightsMe and Jim and the lightFrom my radioI never knew himOr once shook his handBut sometimes I thinkHe was my closest friendI can stand at my windowSome nightsWith a soft southern breezeGently blowingI know deep insideHe's still shining somewhereOut where the bright lightsAre glowingWhen love let me downJim was aroundTo share those four wallsBut then he went awayOne fateful dayThat saddened us allThe headline that morningI remember it yetHe'll never be that easyTo forgetI can stand at my windowSome nightsWith a soft southern breezeGently blowingI know deep insideHe's still shining somewhereOut where the bright lightsAre glowingOut where the bright lightsAre glowingOut where the bright lightsAre glowing