Lyrics Will Hoge – Cold Night In Santa Fe

Maybe I should just keep actin’ like nothin’s wrong
Or maybe that’s a damn fool’s way of just holdin’ on
To some wasted little thing that anybody else would see is wrong
Just like an old man tellin’ the same joke everyday

I wonder if the birds’ll ever sing the way they used to do
When will this empty pillow next to me not be a lonesome view?
I wanna hear a different melody, but there just ain’t nothin’ new
It’s the same old song that keeps me shackled here in this bed
It ain’t the what-you-think-is-comin’, it’s the sad truth it isn’t here

It doesn’t matter if I still remember
That cold night down in Santa Fe
Where you told me all your lonely secrets
And I swore I’d never give ’em away
I bought you a necklace down in the market
You got me that old pawnshop guitar
You read me my first love song the whole way back home in the car

Sometimes I wonder if I made this whole thing up in my head
Just like a kid in his room afraid of what he’ll find in dark
But when I turn on the light I can see it’s really fallin’ apart
It’s fallin’ apart
It’s fallin’ apart
Yeah, I’m fallin’ apart