I'm making the rounds with someone new now that you've gone away
But I'm making the rounds it's not the fun if it wasn't with you
The glamour has gone from all the spots the seem so bright and gay
But I'm making the rounds is all that's left for me to do

I never go home till the lost long hidaway place has closed its door
There's too much at home to remind me that we're through
I'll laugh and pretend that I'm not wishing for a bygone day
Where we were in love and I was making the rounds with you
[ steel ]
I never go home...