(Red Lane)

His warm hand in mine was such a handful
And the love I had for him was such a heartful
I gave all there was of me and I was just too blind to see
That all the love he gave to me was just a handful.

I guess I didn't have what he demanded
But at least he didn't leave me empty handed
For my head is in my hands, what a handful
And I'm crying bitter tears by the eyesful.

And his letter here crumble in my hand
Is asking me to understand
And please forgive him if I can
And that's a handful...