text: While you were out
  The message says
  You left a number
  And I tried to call
  But they wrote it down
  In a perfect Spanish scrawl 
  Yet again
  Im missing you
  King size bed
   hotel someplace
  I hear your name
  I see your face 
   back street dolls
  And the side door johnnies
  The wide eyed boys with their bags full of
  Money
  Back in the alley
  Going bang to the wall
  Tied to the tail
  Of a midnight crawl
  Heaven wouldnt be
  So high I know
  If the times gone by
  Hadnt been so low
  The best laid plans
  Come apart at the seams
  And shatter all my dreams
  Sometimes I feel like
  Screaming
  Close my eyes
  Its times like this
  My head goes down
  And the only thing I know
  Is the name of this town 
  Yet again
  Im missing you
  Wont be long
  O coming home
  Until that distant time
  Ill be moving on