A desperate man a drunk
Stares at a pail of water
Tries to see his face
As it looked long ago
But he can't hold it steady
And the water starts to ripple
He's drunk again sleeping by the well
Drunk again
The old man probably saw it coming
The things his body told him
He could have changed his fate
The old man saw it coming
But he was too afraid to move out of the way
Too afraid
A couple drove the backroads going separate ways
She was headed west, he was headed home
Searching for himself, while she had found her freedom
They learned by being together they were better off alone
They learned by being together, they were better off alone
And I saw it coming
The little things she told me
I could have changed my fate
I saw it coming
But I was too afraid to live, too afraid to die