another cold evening another september

i'm tired because things could be better

too many people bear their burdens

carrying crosses hammering nails

wasting lifetime waiting to see you

but nothing disturbs you

disturbs you



saints preserve us, then desert us

saints preserve us, then they desert us



but if these tears you shed were what they seemed

what did you expect to see?

this landscape's cold and less than forgiving

there's no hope of forgetting

staring, you smile

thinking of you all of the while



saints preserve us, then desert us

saints preserve us, then desert us



so when i get away i'll send my regards

thinking i should tell you

that i would much rather say that i don't miss you

i can't and won't forgive you

all i'm doing, all that i'm doing

is trying to forget you

to forget you

oh but i won't forget you



saints preserve us, then desert us

saints preserve us, then desert us

all these saints they preserve us

only to desert us

oh they desert us