Now there were nights
I slept for hours
On a bar stool
And the one who cared for me
Sat alone
Then just before I left for work
This morning
I saw her as she layed there
In the dawn
And I thought
There lies the difference in me
Her hand has caused a storm out on my sting
And everyone is saying
'He's not the way he used to be'
And there lies the difference in me
Now I know
Just where she'll be
Sunday morning
And she's prayed for years
For me to come round
Ah, but this time
She doesn't know
I'm going with her
And try to make-up
All the wrongs I've done
'Cause there lies the difference in me
Her hand has caused a storm out on my sting
Everyone is saying
'He's not the way he used to be'
And there lies the difference in me
Yes, there lies the difference in me
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