Verse 1. The last words you spoke. Fell from flaming lips. Like an ember. I'd hoped that we'd meet again. But stormy nights like these. Help me remember. Chorus. Must I let you go, leaving me alone. I
. I was layin' in my bed with my thoughts and my guitar. And it struck me, to be honest, to the point, to my heart. Hey, girl, you know you have it all. Hey, girl, but you know I'm better off. Hey, gi