Many things, my darlin
Many thoughts away
Many things you played
Many things you say
Fortune and fame
Make me a promise you never intend to keep
Make me a promise you never intend to keep
Many things I've kept
Many things I've thought
Many, many, many homes are gone
And nothing's wrong
And I am lost
I'm just waiting for an answer that didn't come
Make, make
Make a promise to me
Under the the moon
Swear by God you'd be
Only true (by God!)
We could be nothing at all
Many things that you do
So many things that you soothe
Too many things that you don't know why
You don't know how
You can't break down
It's true! It's true!