Текст Travis Tritt – Nothing Short Of Dying

I should’ve told her more I loved her
I should’ve spent more time at home
But should haves really aren’t important
Since the fact is now she’s gone

(That/And) I find myself praying
More than I ever did before
And I find my heart is breaking
Each time her memory slams the door
And I find myself crying
And trying to hold on
‘Cause there ain’t nothing short of dying
That’s worse than being left alone

I thought I’d be just fine without her
I’d be happy a free man
But the hurtin’ side of lonesome
Is what I didn’t understand
And the lessons that I’m learning
Lord, I’m learning awful well
‘Cause nights I used to spend in Heaven
Have been replaced by nights of Hell

Repeat Chorus

There ain’t nothing short of dying
That’s worse than being left alone