A Different Kind Of Sad کے بول

I've had rainy days and troubles in my life I've had my share of worries like the next man down the line But i had you to come on home to you were all i had Losing you that's a different kind of sad Losing you ain't like a monday morning blues It's like waiting for a train that you know has passed on through And i've seen times when every single bit of luck i had was bad Losing you that's a different kind of sad I might feel blue when the fog comes rolling in I might start feeling lonesome when i hear a howling wind But there's nothing that could hurt me even close to half this bad Losing you that's a different kind of sad Losing you that's a different kind of sad