Here I stand my angel. With a three quartz broken heart. You said the grass was greener. You knew that from the start. It's the last trip to my baby's arms tonight. Got my bread from the baker. Two-bit crusty roll. Sang my song to the savior. And down the road I go. It's the last trip to my baby's arms tonight. Any day now see me walking. Hear me knocking on your front door. Catch a bus catch a train. Catch a plane it's all the same. It's the last trip to my baby's arms tonight. Dreaming of her ways. Her caressing my obsessing. She made me cry. As I walk along find myself smiling. I'm about to lose my broken heart. On the last trip to my baby's arms tonight