The Next Glass-The Wild Oats

The Next Glass - The Wild Oats Written By The Wild Oats As I reach for the next glass of whisky I know she will here in my mind A vision before me and sadness In my mind of the now broken man I wonder if she had discover All the love that she's left behind In favor or her selfish emotions I wonder what she has in mind As I set and watch through the shadows Not knowing if she will appear Still trying to find all the answers To the reason that she left me here The jukebox seems to crawl louder It's playing a song about me It tells of a man in his bottle Yes a man who has lost everything As I reach for the next glass of whisky I know she will here in my mind A vision before me and sadness In my mind of the now broken man