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They tell you it gets better That the pain subsides Slap your back, shake your hand, and say "Son, you'll be just fine" Then pack into their cars and go on with their lives But when I get home You'll still be gone And I'll still be Lonesome For You Idle hands are prone to the Devil's work So I keep this body busy From dawn 'til the dark But an Angel's in my mind She dances & she twirls And when I get home You'll still be gone And I'll still be Lonesome For You Still Lonesome For You Those memories are Nailed to the wall And the world will keep spinning Like a battered, broken top But you'll be on my mind when the Angels call Calling me home, No longer to be alone Or Lonesome For You Just calling me home, No longer alone Or Lonesome For You From Letras Mania