New Lips
(John D. Carver)

(I've no home just a hurtin' place my whole life now is just a lost race
I've got no place to go and no reason for when I get there
But the trip alone makes the distance twice as far.)

These are new lips they're not your lips
But they kiss me the way yours used to do
They're not your arms they're just two arms
And they'll hold me until I'm over you.

Makes no difference who I find to love me
Just as long as they take you off my mind
Anymore I just don't care who holds me
I run to the nearest one I find.

These are new lips they're not your lips
But they kiss me the way yours used to do
They're not your arms they're just two arms
And they'll hold me until I'm over you.

And they'll hold me until I'm over you...