I was only 18 in a ducktail and jeans
When he had to go
We spent so many nights
Me and Jim and the light
From my radio
I never knew him
Or once shook his hand
But sometimes I think
He was my closest friend
I can stand at my window
Some nights
With a soft southern breeze
Gently blowing
I know deep inside
He's still shining somewhere
Out where the bright lights
Are glowing
When love let me down
Jim was around
To share those four walls
But then he went away
One fateful day
That saddened us all
The headline that morning
I remember it yet
He'll never be that easy
To forget
I can stand at my window
Some nights
With a soft southern breeze
Gently blowing
I know deep inside
He's still shining somewhere
Out where the bright lights
Are glowing
Out where the bright lights
Are glowing
Out where the bright lights
Are glowing