(Brad Martin/R. Williamson)

The Music Is Low, I'm Here All Alone
Since What You Made Of Me
That Mirror On The Wall
Sure Says It All, Just A Fool On A Stool's All I See
How Many Times Have I Stared At That Door
Knowing Heaven On Earth Don't Want Me No More
So Tonight I Just Might Fly Away
On The Wings Of A Honky Tonk Angel

Just One Look Around I See What's Been Found
Someone's Found Somebody New
And Here I Sit, Still Trying To Forget
Hoping I'll Find Someone Like You
How Many Times Have I Stared At That Door
Knowing Heaven On Earth Don't Want Me No More
So Tonight I Just Might Fly Away
On The Wings Of A Honky Tonk Angel
And Tonight I Just Might As Well Fly Away
On The Wings Of A Honky Tonk Angel