Text: Monroe Johnson. Three Songs. Everyday Lonesome.

How do you say it's over
You mean everything to me
How do you know when it's over
I'm not ready to agree

Do we just say it is what lay in the firmament above
Under the expanse of expended romance, where did I loose your love

Everyday I forget all the missteps that we made
It's too late to place blame
Forgive these reckless hands
And I'll do the same

Now you'll never know another moment of me
Nothing to see, put a fence in between
Maybe we just need a little room to breathe
Space to see through this fence in between

I want to take this fence and knock it down
Break the fence to the ground
Might a serenade just tear it away
Crash the gate, the serrated barricade
Let's take this fence and burn it down
Pull the stakes from the ground
Might a serenade just tear it away
Crash the gate, the serrated barricade

And if it's over
Just tell me and I'll roll over
And I'll try to turn over
Pull the sheet once over

But when it's all over
Will we try to reach over
If it's safe to come over
Why don't you try and make it over

(Thanks to Marc for these lyrics)