Tom Waits

Now youre gone, and its hotels and whiskey and sad-luck dames
And I dont care if they miss me, I never remember their names
They say if you get far enough away, youll be on your way back home
Well, Im at the station, and I cant get on the train
Must be blind love, only kind of love is stone blind love
Blind love, the only kind of love is stone blind love
With your blind love, oh its blind love, stone blind love
Its your stone blind love
Now the streets turning blue, the dogs are barking and the night has come
And theres tears that are falling from your blue eyes now