Joe Bonamassa

Woke up dreaming,
I was gonna die.
Woke up dreaming,
I was gonna die.
‘Cause my baby said her,
Said her last goodbyes.
Reached out for her,
And she was not there.
Reached out for her,
And she was not there.
Lord I miss her body,
And her long brown hair.
Heart rate fallin' - river flood,
Black cat bawlin' - moon drippin' blood.
Woke up dreamin', I was gonna die.
All my sins abound me,
It's my turn to cry.