The Longing Kind

Thinking on my lover, wondering where he's gone
If he's found another, or if he's staying strong
Praying that the rain will one day cleanse his mind
And lord knows, I'm not the praying kind

I threw a stone deep into the lake
Trying to give my wishing some weight
Wished to swim when the weather is fine
And lord knows, I'm not the wishing kind

Lay me down quietly
Lay me down low
Lay me down softly
Lay me down slow
How I am weary I need to rest my bones
If he could only hear me he'd know

Words words words, how you do me wrong
Can't bring him home when he's so long gone
Now I'm telling empty tales, I'm singing empty songs
Words words words, you do me wrong

I long for silence, now I long for night
I long for one long gone from my sight
Long for the rain to cleanse his mind and mine
Lord knows, I've been the longing kind

Lay me down quietly
Lay me down low
Lay me down softly
Lay me down slow
How I am weary I need to rest my bones
If he could only hear me he'd know
If he could only hear me he'd know

But he's gone down where I will never follow
He's gone down where I will never go

How I am weary I need to rest my bones
If he could only hear me he'd know
If he could only hear me he'd know
If he could only hear me he'd know