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

I got my bread from the baker
A two-bit crusty roll
I 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 or catch a train
Or 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

Last trip, last trip
Last trip, last trip
Last trip, last trip
Last trip, last trip
Last trip, last trip
Last trip, last trip
Last trip, last trip
Last trip, last trip