| Lyrics: | I've never been too good with names.
The cellar door was open, I could never stay away.
I
know it's prob'ly not my place.
It's either or, I'm hoping for a simple way to
say.
It's a shame about Ray.
In the stone, under the dust,
his name is still
engraved.
Some things need to go away.
It's a shame about Ray.
If I make it through
today,
I'll know tomorrow not to put my feelings out on display.
I'll put the cobwebs back
in place.
I've never been to good with names,
but I remember faces. |
