A down-on-his-luck guy wonders how he'll make it through the night.
I wanted to write a hard-luck song with a snappy beat!
Cold And Lonely Night
I wish I had a nickel for every love I’ve lost
I’d buy a castle on a hill no matter what it cost
But I ain’t got no nickels and love’s nowhere in sight
I’m luckless and I’m loveless
On this cold and lonely night
Oh, lonely night
Cold, lonely night
If I could rewrite history to suit my own design
I’d toss away my worst mistakes and leave my sins behind
But my past, it can’t be rewritten and my wrongs won’t turn to right
I’m stuck with my reflections
On this cold and lonely night
Oh, lonely night
Cold, lonely night
Right now it feels like decades
Till the early morning light
And I wonder how I’ll make it
Through this cold and lonely night
Oh, lonely night
Cold, lonely night
Oh, lonely night
Cold, lonely night
*Copyright 2011 John Eimen*