Sweet Misery

(Jan Crutchfield - Wayne P. Walker)



When I'm lonely I think about someone

Someone I call sweet misery

In her arms I was in heaven

But heaven wasn't meant for me.



I still love her, oh, but I've lost her

When she walked out the hurt walked in

Now our love's gone just like an old song

That no one ever wants to hear again.



I count heartaches that a big fool makes

And I think about my sweet misery

To my sorrow each new tomorrow proves

There ain't never been a bigger fool than me.



'Cause in her arms I was in heaven

But heaven wasn't meant for me

Oh, when I'm lonely I think about someone

Someone I call sweet misery.



Someone I call sweet misery.

Someone I call sweet misery...