By Franne Golde, Roger Bruno and Ellen Schwartz
Everybody's looking for a little bit of heaven,
To hold on to,
Everybody needs a plan, someone to understand,
And for me, there's you,
How yould I just let you slip right through my fingers,
Cryin' my regrets to the trace of you that lingers.
Haunting me,
Baby's got her hooks in me,
Heartache in the first degree,
Ooh, your love is haunting me, haunting me.
Runnin' from the night, you know I'm livin'
With the lights on,
Since you've been gone,
Still the darker side of all the hurt I can't hide
Rages on and on.
Let it go you fool,
I tell myself it's too late,
Still you're in the shadows,
Even when the day breaks.
Haunting me,
Baby's got her hooks in me,
Heartache in the first degree,
Ooh, your love is haunting me, haunting me.
Writer(s): Willie Nelson, D. Scheibner
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