Vārdi: Dwight Yoakam. When I First Came Here.

When I first came here, I was empty, lost and weak.
When I first came here, in your arms I found relief.
When I first came here, well, I was empty, lost and weak.
When I first came here, in your arms I found relief.

When I first came here, I was searching for a friend,
When I first came here, it was your heart that took me in.
When I first came here, I was searching for a friend,
When I first came here, it was your heart that took me in.

So I wasn't wrong to long for your beauty.
And my eyes were not blind, to trust your smile.
What they once never showed were the endless moments alone,
That you'd leave behind.

No, they once never showed these ceaseless moments alone:
Or what you'd leave behind.

When I first came here, your lips were where each thought began.
When I first came here, my craving for you knew no end.
When I first came here, your lips were where each thought began.
When I first came here, my craving for you wouldn't end.

When I first came here, each morning we woke, spent the week,
When I first came here, we seldom used our bed for sleep.
When I first came here, we woke each morning, spent the week.
When I first came here, our bed was seldom used for sleep.

When I first came here, I fell victim to your touch.
When I first came here, I saw and craved this constant blush.
When I first came here, well, I fell victim to your touch.
When I first came here, I saw and craved this constant blush.

When I first came here, when my memory first arrived.