here i stand my angel with a three quartz broken heart you said the grass was greener you knew that from the start it s the last trip to my baby s arms tonight i got my bread from the baker a two bit crusty roll i sang my song to the savior and down the road i go it s the last trip to my baby s arms tonight any day now see me walking hear me knocking on your front door catch a bus or catch a train or catch a plane it s all the same it s the last trip to my baby s arms tonight dreaming of her ways her caressing my obsessing she made me cry as i walk along find myself smiling i m about to lose my broken heart on the last trip to my baby s arms tonight