Woke up this morning my house was cold. Checked out the furnace she wasn't burnin'. Went out and hoped in my old Ford. Hit the engine but she ain't turnin'. We've given each other some hard lessons lately. But we ain't learnin'. We're the same sad story that's a fact. One step up and two steps back. Bird on a wire outside my motel room. But he ain't singin'. Girl in white outside a church in June. But the church bells they ain't ringing. I'm sitting here in this bar tonight. But all I'm thinkin' is. I'm the same old story same old act. One step up and two steps back. It's the same thing night on night. Who's wrong baby who's right. Another fight and I slam the door on. Another battle in our dirty little war. When I look at myself I don't see. The man I wanted to be. Somewhere along the line I slipped off track. I'm caught movin' one step up and two steps back. There's a girl across the bar. I get the message she's sending. Mmm she ain't lookin' to married. And me well honey I'm pretending. Last night I dreamed I held you in my arms. The music was never-ending. We danced as the evening sky faded to black. One step up and two steps back