there ain't no money in this no more he says
his dirty hands full of pocket change
hey i don't know what i'm gonna do, when the next string breaks
oh, but once there was a time, in the lights on the stage
when the crowd sang along, every word when we played

and i can still write them songs to make them smile through the pain
oh, just between me and the page

but you spent too many years trying
and the dreamer's always dying
if it woulda happened again, it woulda happened by now
but hey, there's no use crying
some things are just like lightning
strikes you once upon a lifetime
and i can write those words like a thunderstorm leaves you shaking in all its rage
whoa, just between me and the page

i wasn't always at home in a smoke filled bar
that's where you tend to land when you fall from grace
i held the bottle more than i held her
and she just couldn't wait
oh, but once there was a time we would dance in the rain
we were young, wild, unbroken before we were tame
and i could still write them songs like before all the chains
whoa, just between me and the page

but you spent too many years trying
and the dreamer's always dying
if it woulda happened again, it woulda happened by now
but hey, there's no use crying
but she was everything you wanted
ever since then you've been haunted
and you could write those lines
just like that first night
you fell in love and everything changed
oh, just between me and the page

but you spent too many years trying
and the dreamer's always dying
if it woulda happened again, it woulda happened by now
but hey, there's no use crying
some things are just like lightning
strikes you once upon a lifetime
and you could write those words like a thunderstorm leaves you shaking in all its rage
whoa, just between me and the page