| (rusty young) | |
| Oh yeah, tell tie, me a story 'bout how | |
| You been burned. | |
| No one can hurt you, your lessons | |
| You've learned. | |
| All for the lover vith the stars in his eyes | |
| Feelin' the pain of all his bye byes. | |
| Feelin' the pain of all his bye byes. | |
| High and dry, high and dry. | |
| I could tell you things just ain't the same | |
| Look all around you there's no one to blame. | |
| There is o reason for all of the tears. | |
| You do less cryin', there'll be fewer tears | |
| You do less cryin', there'll be fewer tears | |
| High and dry, high and dry. | |
| You know the road doesn't end. | |
| When it reaches, reaches the bend | |
| High and dry, high and dry. | |
| I could tell you things just ain't the same. | |
| Look all around you there's no one to blame | |
| There is a reason for all of those tears. | |
| You do less crying, there'll be fewer tears. | |
| You do less crying, there'll be fewer tears. | |
| High and dry, high and dry | |
| High ond dry, high and dry. |