Room At The Top Of The Stairs lyrics

She lives all alone on a dark windy street In a room at the top of the stairs She smokes cigarettes and stares at the walls Not knowing that my heart lives there In the cool of the night she takes me inside And helps with my troubles and pain She's warm and she's sweet her kisses lead me weak I love it when she touches my face [ guitar ] She talks about the past the sorrow and regret And she cries about the gray in her hair I love her so much but she just won't believe That any man alive could ever care [ dobro ] Wish I'd been there when she was a girl Before love had treated her unfair She would't be so sad and she would't live alone In that room at the top of the stairs [ fiddle ] She lives all alone on a dark windy street In a room at the top of the stairs