(Ray Sawyer/Gary Doon)



It's cold in this jail cell that I live in

The silence makes me think about me and you

I guess I tried too hard to make things better

Now the paying is the hardest thing I do



It hurt to see you cry cause I love you

I never got that job the way we planned

Now the baby's crying haunts me like a sad dream

Ain't it funny how our lives get out of hand



Now I can't go home anymore

The memory of you and me is all I'm living for

I know now it was better living free and being poor

Than just sitting here with all my tears behind these walls and doors



Each week I wait everyday for Sunday

The one day that they let me close to you

I wonder as the sun comes up each Monday

Why I haven't seen you in a week or two



Now I can't go home anymore

The memory of you and me is all I'm living for

I know now it was better living free and being poor

Than just sitting here with all my tears behind these walls and doors



And I can't go home anymore



(c) 1977 Sunbury Music Ltd.