Lyrics
Oh, the faucet started drippin' in the kitchen
And last night your picture fell down from the wall
Today the boss said sorry I can't use you anymore
And tonight the light bulb went out in the hall
Things have gone to pieces since you left me
Nothing turns out half right now it seems
There ain't nothing in my pocket but three nickles and a dime
But I'm holding to the pieces of my dream
Somebody threw a baseball through my window
And the arm fell off my favorite chair again
The man called me today and said he'd haul my things away
If I didn't get my payments made by ten
Things have gone to pieces since you left me
Nothing turns out half right now it seems
There ain't nothing in my pocket but three nickles and a dime
But I'm holding to the pieces of my dream