Desperate Town

DESPERATE TOWN - Written by Carroll Bryant

It's a desperate town at night

And I love to walk beneath the quiet lights

And I think to myself that it's great to be alive

And it's just too bad, and more just so sad

To be all alone and all by myself in a desperate town 

It's just that time of year

When all the leaves begin to die

In their demise they bring us such beauty to an ugly world

And peace to my lonely eyes

Feeling desperate tonight 

And in a real strange way

I get excited by the smell of the air

And I wish that every night could be like the night is right now

Underneath the quiet lights in a desperate town

 

A desperate town

Where you can hang your dreams on hangers 

That dangle from a desperate cloud

A desperate town

Where you can run through it a million times

Over and over

And still you never get nowhere 

But it still doesn't get you down

Because it's such a desperate town

And in a real strange way 

I get involved in the way of its sounds 

And I wish that every night would be just like tonight

Underneath the quiet lights of a desperate town

A desperate town

Where you can hang your dreams on hangers 

That dangle from a desperate cloud

A desperate town

Where you can run through it a million times

Over and over

And still you never get nowhere 

But it still doesn't get you down

Because it's such a desperate town

It's a desperate town at night

As I think to myself

And it's great to be alive

But it sucks to be all by myself tonight

In a desperate town

In a desperate town tonight