1979 - Lucero

You were mine, nineteen seventy nine, just skin and bones

Your favorite dress, motorcycle boots, raised on Rock & Roll

Now don’t, don’t give up on me, not quite yet

Leaving me, with only letters that, I said I never kept

Nights, nights so long, they can kill a man

Years, years so fast, it’s all the same

Now why, don’t you leave, another day

Tell me why, just why, you have to go

Cause I’m, I’m no good, out here on my own